Figure Modeling 101
Last week, I had my first figure modeling gig at an art
gallery, where they do Life Drawing classes.
There was only one student in the class, a man, but the curator also
drew me. It took place within the heart
of the gallery—the windows were tinted and there were structures on which the
art was hung, strategically-placed to create a little niche that was not
visible to passersby. The ceiling fans
were on and it was airy inside...a very pleasant environment. When it was time to start the class, I took
off my robe (“...when her robe is unfurled, she will show you the world...”)
and began posing.
It was the most natural thing in the world for me.
I felt no qualms, no strangeness, no shame whatsoever about
being nude in front of strangers. It
was like I’d always done it, all my life.
I went into poses and held them for the two-minute, the five-minute and
ten-minute stretches. Then I did three
twenty-minute poses. I had no problems
holding them for that long—it was like meditating. It was like a frozen dance. It was like acting with only my body. Gestures can have just as much meaning as
much as facial expressions and words do.
You get certain feelings from certain poses because we all know body
language quite well. Standing tall with
arms held up suggests graceful and dignified, crouching can be taken as
vulnerable or ashamed, controposto is funky and jaunty...In my mind, I was
creating moods along with my poses.
Even my posing, my being a source of art to others, was art to me. And it was exhilarating!!
I’ve applied to other places to do more modeling now,
too. I want to do this while I grow
Sparking The Muse. My advantage? Not a LOT of people are willing to take
their clothes off in front of strangers, so there’s less competition for this
kind of job. Yay!! Just have to gig a lot to meet
expenses. I’m also thinking of being a living statue at
events, like Waterfire and things like
that. If I can do this, I can
absolutely do that. Again, not everyone
can remain absolutely still and not break character...but I can. Go where your strengths are. And if you can get paid for it? Oh, absolutely YES!!
I owe a thank you to Amanda
Palmer, for without her blogging about her former figure modeling and living
statue experience, I probably wouldn’t have thought to do this, most
likely. I’d have applied for an office
job. Not that there’s anything wrong
with an office job, but I’d rather make a living being and making art, if
possible. I am an artist. There’s a place for art out here in New
England—lots of opportunities. So, thank
you, Amanda, for being the Muse.
To the renaissance of living art, kids!!
To the renaissance of living art, kids!!
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