Getting naked for money.
Oct. 19th, 2010 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
obliviousally_ljI had my first nude art modeling class today. I forced myself not to write about it until after the class. I didn't want to jinx myself or get myself all worked up over it. I was nervous all day yesterday and all the way up until class started today.
It wasn't over being nude, that was the last thing on my mind. It was over poses. I was worried I'd have to think up poses on the fly and sort of be floundering up there on my own in front of people. Thankfully, the instructor was super nice and she explained that she wanted to do one minute gesture poses to start out, really dynamic sort of things with dramatic arm poses and work up to five and ten minute poses in crouching and sitting positions. She also said she'd let me know when to change poses, because I'd realized on my walk to class I didn't even think to get a stopwatch app or something for my phone and I wouldn't be able to keep track of time in my head. But most drawing instructors I've dealt with will let the students know when it's time to move on to the next thing.
So it was actually pretty enjoyable. Even once I was up on the stand in the middle of a room of students, being naked wasn't a big deal. I thought I'd start to get real self conscious and end up forcing myself through the class to never return, but it was very laid back. The only thing I had an issue with were the crouching poses, because the hip that all my weight was on in each pose tried revolting against me. Then, in the last pose, after I took a drink it felt like something was stuck in my throat, so I had to take a minute to cough it out. Which I'm sure looked either hilarious or terrifying.
I was interesting seeing the drawings of me. That's another thing I thought I'd feel self conscious about, but I completely wasn't. I think it's probably the Aries in me and the narcissism. I like to be the center of attention and all. The drawing were so varied and interesting, too. Some people had angles where I appeared pudgier and some had angles that were really flattering to me. One kid did this great gesture drawing when I was sitting upright on the stool and the curve of my hip and back were amazing.
So, yeah. A little narcissism. Just a little.
Now, I'm hanging in the student center. I'm talking with someone from Fusion magazine today and I thought I wasn't out of my modeling assignment until 3PM, but I was out at 1:30PM. We're not meeting until 3:30PM, so I'm just going to hang around for awhile. I'll probably e-mail her to see if she's available earlier, since Tony isn't feeling well and I want to go home and laze about now.
It wasn't over being nude, that was the last thing on my mind. It was over poses. I was worried I'd have to think up poses on the fly and sort of be floundering up there on my own in front of people. Thankfully, the instructor was super nice and she explained that she wanted to do one minute gesture poses to start out, really dynamic sort of things with dramatic arm poses and work up to five and ten minute poses in crouching and sitting positions. She also said she'd let me know when to change poses, because I'd realized on my walk to class I didn't even think to get a stopwatch app or something for my phone and I wouldn't be able to keep track of time in my head. But most drawing instructors I've dealt with will let the students know when it's time to move on to the next thing.
So it was actually pretty enjoyable. Even once I was up on the stand in the middle of a room of students, being naked wasn't a big deal. I thought I'd start to get real self conscious and end up forcing myself through the class to never return, but it was very laid back. The only thing I had an issue with were the crouching poses, because the hip that all my weight was on in each pose tried revolting against me. Then, in the last pose, after I took a drink it felt like something was stuck in my throat, so I had to take a minute to cough it out. Which I'm sure looked either hilarious or terrifying.
I was interesting seeing the drawings of me. That's another thing I thought I'd feel self conscious about, but I completely wasn't. I think it's probably the Aries in me and the narcissism. I like to be the center of attention and all. The drawing were so varied and interesting, too. Some people had angles where I appeared pudgier and some had angles that were really flattering to me. One kid did this great gesture drawing when I was sitting upright on the stool and the curve of my hip and back were amazing.
So, yeah. A little narcissism. Just a little.
Now, I'm hanging in the student center. I'm talking with someone from Fusion magazine today and I thought I wasn't out of my modeling assignment until 3PM, but I was out at 1:30PM. We're not meeting until 3:30PM, so I'm just going to hang around for awhile. I'll probably e-mail her to see if she's available earlier, since Tony isn't feeling well and I want to go home and laze about now.
