I’m Doing My Best

The scouts

A street artist doing free portraits *should* be the most vanilla documentary premise imaginable, but Baldwin's somehow found the seam where it cracks open—there's something genuinely weird about what happens when strangers let themselves be seen that closely for nothing in return.

The formal restraint here is quietly masterful: a seven-minute portrait of generosity and minor human connection that trusts observation over sentiment, positioning itself in a documentary lineage that values the small moment as sacred.

The entire film pivots on a single choice—letting the camera stay on the subjects' faces *after* they see themselves drawn—and that decision transforms what could've been a flat feel-good into something with real emotional architecture.