[Art_beyond_sight_learning_tools] artist Expressing his vision without use of sight

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Expressing his vision without use of sight

His vision slowly fading into blurry white light, Tucson muralist David 
Tineo is trying to remain optimistic. 'In my blindness,

Dec. 31, 2005 12:00 AM

By Susan Carroll | Republic Tucson Bureau

TUCSON


David Tineo leans over the workbench in his cramped artist's studio, 
searching for a tube of black paint. He cups a tube of brown acrylic 
inches from his eyes, squints, then drops it in frustration. He grabs a 
handful of brushes and feels the dry bristles, selecting one by touch.

Tineo, a locally famous muralist and former art instructor, is going 
blind. He sees a white haze over his canvas, a foggy blur with points of 
light. Now, he paints from a mixture of memory and instinct, his 
coffee-colored eyes swimming out of focus.

"In my blindness," he said, "I'm really beginning to see. I am no longer 
distracted by sight. I can see inside myself and truly express what 
needs to be said.

"And that's how my world is beginning to change."

Tineo, 50, painted more than 200 murals in Tucson before his eyesight 
started to deteriorate in the fall of 2004. He was restoring one of his 
early works, a set of three murals at El Rio Neighborhood Center on 
Tucson's west side, when he noticed that his vision was blurring. He 
grew increasingly sensitive to the daylight and started seeing a 
glaring, white haze. He couldn't retrace the brush strokes. He lost his 
balance standing on the ladder because he couldn't focus.

Tineo started to panic.

He went to the veterans hospital, where doctors did eye tests, then MRIs 
and EKGs. In November, after nearly a year, Tineo had a diagnosis. The 
doctors wanted more tests but wrote in his medical file that it was 
possibly related to congenital muscular dystrophy. He had 20/400 vision 
in his right eye and 20/200 in his left. Within the span of a year, 
Tineo was legally blind.

He can't read. He can't drive. He quit teaching art at Pima Community 
College, the job he held for 20 years.

On some days, Tineo, a burly man at 5 feet 8 inches and more than 200 
pounds, is afraid to leave the studio. Each morning, he retreats inside 
and paints two or three works in a day, all before noon, when the 
natural light through the only window gets too bright and he loses all 
ability to focus on the canvas.

The unsold paintings clutter Tineo's studio behind his mother's house in 
Barrio Anita, off Interstate 10 just west of downtown. They hang on the 
walls and are stacked two deep by the door. One depicts two skeletons 
typical of Mexican folk art, merrily embracing, as symbolic of 
Hurricanes Rita and Katrina. A painting with an Aztec-style head 
uplifted toward the sky, its legs severed below, has Spanish words 
painted on its borders. It reads: "/Tengo Alas. Libre estoy. Ando 
libre." "/I have wings. I am free. I walk freely."

"I'm painting more now," Tineo said, "because I'm afraid that one day 
I'll wake up and it will all be gone."

Always an artist

Tineo moved to Tucson's west side as a child in 1959 from the small 
border town of Douglas. He struggled in elementary school until he had a 
second-grade teacher named Dorothy Clark. She saw something special in 
Tineo, an asthmatic boy who spoke only Spanish.

"She worked with me through art," he said, "having me do paintings and 
watercolors and things like that. It's how I got involved."

She told him over and over, he remembered, until he believed it: "You're 
going to be well-known. You're going to do good things. You're a good 
artist."

When he won one of his first art awards in the early 1980s, she was 
there, and presented him a watercolor he painted in second grade. He 
keeps it in his studio. He says she inspired him to be a mentor.

Until he lost his sight, Tineo worked with children in after-school 
programs, painting the walls of youth centers, schools and hospitals. He 
saw it as a way to help Hispanic children appreciate their heritage, to 
empower them through art and help revitalize some of Tucson's poorest 
neighborhoods.

"We must remember where we came from," Tineo said, "and remember to give 
back. That's how we nourish future generations. It's not (about) me. 
It's what I've been given the opportunity to give, and I'm very happy 
I've done that."

In the 1970s and 1980s, Tineo was part of a small group of artists who 
helped pioneer the Chicano muralist movement in Tucson.

He took work where he could find it, painting murals in Tucson 
restaurants, including El Charro, one of the oldest Mexican-food 
restaurants in the country, and El Parador, the most popular salsa 
dancing bar in town. His works are preserved in businesses across the 
city, on murals at Pima Community College and the University of Arizona.

Mural masterwork

Tineo's masterwork, /Raíces/, a sprawling painting in the Tucson Museum 
of Art courtyard done with collaborator Antonio Passos, was a major 
breakthrough for the mural genre, bringing it from folk art into the 
mainstream. Painted in 1992, it was supposed to be on display for a 
short stint as part of a Chicano exhibition. It still hangs there today, 
its vibrant colors fading in the Arizona sun.

By the late '90s, his fame was peaking. In 1998, Tineo was named the 
most popular local artist by voters in the /Tucson Weekly's /annual Best 
of Tucson poll. In 1999, he was the first Latino awarded the prestigious 
Robert Rauschenberg Award, named after the Texas-born pop artist.

Despite professional success, he struggled in his personal life, 
marrying and divorcing twice. He keeps framed photos of his two 
children, now 21 and 15, in his studio, directly behind the easel.

He likens painting to "a very jealous woman," demanding of his time and 
attention.

"She's very possessive of me," he said. "She demands everything but yet 
has taken care of me. You have many muses, but your true commitment is 
to what you believe needs to be done and accomplished.

"Why am I here? I believe that I'm here to make a difference, and this 
is my tool: my brush."

Temporary gifts

In a classroom on Tucson's south side, Tanya Alvarez, 34, one of the 
artists Tineo mentored, is giving her high school students finals.

She has her own work up in the corner of the room, a large canvas with 
elements of Tineo's signature style: strong women, chains, Aztec gods, 
the sun, the moon. She remembers calling him for the first time, asking 
him to look at her work. She was a young single mom, struggling to get 
by, and found that despite her talent, it was a competitive, sometimes 
cutthroat business.

But not with Tineo, she said. He kept saying, "You go get them! Paint!," 
she said. "Paint! Paint! Paint!"

"He'll stick his neck out for artists like me," she said. "That's why I 
hold him in such high esteem. I think he's underappreciated. You see his 
work through the community, and you take it for granted. You don't 
realize what you have until you've lost it.

"And I'm afraid we're losing it."

She has noticed changes in his painting style. It's more symbolic, she 
said, with less fine detail.

"He apologizes for losing his eyesight. He shouldn't," she said. "God 
gives us a gift, and sometimes it's only temporary, but he's using it 
for good."

Still painting

Tineo pushes play on the CD player, and the Carlos Santana song /Smooth/ 
fills the tiny room. /Out from the barrio / you hear my rhythm from your 
radio / You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow / Turning you 
round and round./

He settles into a folding chair in front of a blank canvas and dips his 
brush in the black. The first brush stroke goes on the canvas smoothly, 
a line of black that curves gently, the outline of a woman's jaw.

He works confidently, with bold brush strokes, sketching with paint like 
some do with pencil. A woman takes shape on the canvas.

She has textured umber hair, with highlights of vibrant red, golden 
yellow and shades in between with no names. Her wings are silver, with 
white highlights, and touches of red and green for highlights. Her eyes, 
a golden color, have flecks of blue.

Tineo struggles with details in the eye.

His depth perception is off, and the paintbrush leaves a thick dab of 
blue on her upper cheek, like a tear drop.

He leaves it as part of the painting. The angel is crying. He paints his 
signature in the corner, in capital letters: TINEO.

He has little hope that doctors will be able to restore his vision, but 
he is trying to keep what little he has left.

Tineo says he is down to the last of his visions. He talks about 
painting one more mural.

"I just want to paint one huge piece again," he said. "I want to be able 
to fly again."