I get so much joy out of naming these faces and all my artwork, for that matter. I tell myself stories about the images, who they may be, what they are doing at the very moment they are captured in this picture. Sometimes my imagination just spirals away into utter silliness and bliss. I heard this face saying “Whoa!” and thought that might be a fun title, but it still didn’t feel right. Why was he saying whoa? What just happened for him to make this exclamation? Was he dodging a bullet from a jealous husband, a high heel shoe from a frustrated lover, or was he making a dramatic gesture to avoid an astute insult of judgement of his person? Whatever it might be, he is avoiding something.