I feel as if all I do is wake up, go to class and draw naked people. I mean, I really like Naked people, don't get me wrong! It's really an interesting experience that of course, dims when becoming habitual but, every once in awhile I'm really struck by how intimate it sometimes feels. Especially that moment when they're undressing. I still pretend to yawn and look away when they're meticulously peeling away the things that link them to everyday life. Am astounded when they take the time to fold their pants or align their off grey socks exactly parallel to each other haha.
I like how sitting for hours memorizing someones body makes one realize all the angles you normally don't see people from, and how skin folds and that these little quirks you see in your own body are actually mirrored in others. And suddenly all those commercial images of beauty seem to pale in comparison to what people really look like or you surprise yourself and really like something that in theory you would have thought really gross or unnattractive.
This happened to me a few weeks ago where we had this very petite female model. She was a little plain looking, even a little awkward. When she took her robe off though and turned around to pose I noticed that she had this diamond shaped patch of downy hair at the base of her back just above the cleft of her butt. At first I was a little taken aback, having been taught that any odd hair on a girl should be promptly removed! But there was something oddly pleasing about it. Just a thin patch of softness that turned her suddenly into some small feral woodland creature. Creepy right? Does anyone else sit and really ponder the biological structures of the numerous people that tripsy into our midst each Wedensday morning?!? God I hope so!
Oop! And sorry about the image quality. Don't own a large scanner so photography had to be used and I am no photographer.