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THE ACT OF BEING NAKED, THE ART OF BEING NUDE... by nakedspirit

A NAKED DEMAND FOR NUDE ACCEPTANCE
-In my tenure as a life model, I have found many correlations and overlaps with my experiences and background as an instructor, both in the opportunity to create an effective delivery of the subject matter. and in the underlying larger cultural lesson inherent in the unique venue of social norms and behaviour; in this case; acceptance of public nudity. And so, I find myself driven to question the traditional structue and academic norms associated with the conventional treatment of those of us who choose to be “life models.”
-Throughout my experience, whether in academic classes, for individual artists or private commissions, every artist, instructor, and student has stated that a “good model” is one who is comfortable with his or her body, they appreciate their skin and are willing to explore its properties through movement, tension, texture, shadow, and light. As well, models must possess the discipline and concentration necessary to allow others the opportunity to explore the visual aspects of their bodies, to display and exhibit themselves as the vehicle, if not the object used for the communication of the artists’ vision, skill, and unique interpretation.
-As a result, it is inherent in the character and ability of an accomplished model to be able to set aside convention and self consciousness, to establish an atmosphere of openness, confidence, and professional respect to ensure a comfortable creative environment. And yet, those very academic institutions which profess to imbue the artistic study of the “human form” with creative respectability seem to undermine the role of the model at almost every level.
-One of the primary examples of this inability to openly give credibility to life modeling would be the exclusion of a faculty contact number or address for those who might wish to offer their services. Yet, I’m constantly told by instructors and artists that there seems to be a shortage of reliable, conscientious models of both genders to ensure a variety of subjects for their courses. At the same time, I have found that more often than not, the secretary, receptionist or office responsible for the hiring of models rarely seems to be competent or conscientious, much less supportive, responsive, enthusiastic or appreciative.
-On more than one occasion, I have found that those “responsible for booking models” have little or no artistic experience of their own and often lack the rudiments of basic office protocol or management. They often don’t answer emails or do so in a dismissive manner, cannot be bothered to facilitate the bureaucratic necessities of contracts and wages, because the “fax machine” isn’t working or they haven’t been in the office etc. Yet, when I contact the instructors themselves and offer my resume, they are punctual, enthusiastic, and, dare I say; appreciative of the interest and ensure bookings.
-It is through pursuing these “personal contacts” on my own initiative that I have been able to build a reputation as a reliable, professional, and creative model who collaborates with the instructor to facilitate the desired outcome for the classes and have been asked to “fill in” at the last minute for my less conscientious colleagues. I once worked nine hours over a twelve hour period to help cover three different classes where their models couldn’t attend…it was tiring and yet exhilarating at the same time! It would be the ideal for me to have consistently full days like that; like running a successful marathon!
-Conversely, I have also been in the situation where a new instructor has booked me and then cancelled or postponed at the last minute without consideration for my time, preparation or travel. Though he did offer alternative bookings, my schedule could not be rearranged to accommodate him and so I lost the income. One wonders if they treat their other colleagues in a similar fashion.
-This brings me to another concern about how some colleges and institutions treat their “modeling staff” as they profess to appreciate them, some of their protocols seem to entrench the notion that they are on the “fringes” and are doing something disreputable. If that is the case, then does it not behove the institution to help dispel the prevalent notion of something forbidden or out of the ordinary rather than legitimizing it? For instance; in one institution’s hand out for models it goes into great detail about how one is not to step out of the lit area undraped or talk to students during an instructional classroom break. If anything, I have found this protocol to be humiliating and dehumanizing.
-I usually will take a stretch, step out from under the hot lights and reach for my water bottle and towel; which I wear on the back of my neck. I then like to take a look at the artists’ work with my hands behind my back and we often chat about how the session is going or what they’d like to see. I also make a point of speaking with the instructors and ask their preference as to poses, duration, and their direction for the rest of the session.
-In this way, I find I begin to “demystify” the notion of the “naked form” as I am a person, not “the nude” and begin to build a rapport with the artists and the instructor who then considers me as a colleague, rather than some objectified “instructional aide”. Similarly, I’ve been told how this helps to create that atmosphere of comfort, collegiality, and respectability without the necessity of creating an unassailable wall between the model and the class, thereby not allowing myself to be treated as “the nude”, but rather that other professional who is working towards their goals in the classroom.
-Furthermore, this attitude lends itself to making the creative process a cooperative effort. I always try to get as much information from the instructor as I can about whether it is a portrait class, draped or undraped, focusing on traditional or dynamic gestures, longer poses, and if I should volunteer props. Depending on the level of the class and the disposition of the instructor, I may bring hats for portraiture, rope for tension studies, chains for compositions or staffs for vertical/horizontal studies in balance.
In the more advanced or open studio classes for independent artists, they have taken an active role in using props and set pieces to create compositions that they want to see.
-This has led to some of the most challenging yet fulfilling poses I’ve ever done and now include them in my repertoire such as “St. Sebastian” bound to a pillar or a Hercules inspired supine pose with chains. The point is, if we hadn’t felt comfortable enough together to collaborate and improvise “outside the box”, these classical interpretations would never have taken place.
-So why does the traditional academic institution perpetuate the double standard that they fear? If I’m on the platform, under the lights without interaction, I’m “the nude”, step out and touch the floor or converse with a student, and suddenly I’m “naked” and that’s counterproductive. Does the same hold true if I’m draped in material or wearing a hat for a portrait? It would seem then that the very institutions that should be legitimizing “life modeling” are actually propagating, if not undermining its acceptance as a valid profession where one is treated with dignity, not dehumanized, and for which one should be neither apologetic nor ashamed.
-Personally, I’d like to see where the models are encouraged to socialize with the students or audience, depending on the venue, without the need for robing. This has been done in many of the private studios and galleries I’ve worked at where the notion of introducing “the nude” as a serious art form and the process of life drawing were being “sold” to an appreciative and interested group of potential students.
-I can say without reservation that those evenings were some of the most successful in “demystifying” the idea of my “nudity” and creating a sense of relaxed, common purpose. I also got three more bookings for private sessions and the gallery signed up over a dozen new students for the upcoming semester.
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From Where I Stand... by nakedspirit

-I’m proud and honoured to be working member of this profession. Life modeling has become my favourite hobby as it motivates me to workout, to become more disciplined, and to enlarge my portfolio.



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I'm Taking Your Advice

Hey Nakedspirit,
With the holidays & such, I’ve not had time to respond sooner. However, thank you for your quick response to me.
I very much appreciate your added insight, advice & encouragement. I’ve not modeled since writing last month, yet am booked to model this coming Monday afternoon for an art school class I’ve previously not modeled for. I plan to follow your ideas, and see what happens. I’m excited to take this next step into artistic freedom! And I have every expectation that it will be great.
I also appreciate that you are clearly an intelligent individual (which is why I give credence to your words), as you are very articulate—even in writing. It seems to me that some have the idea that art models model because they haven’t the intellect to do “greater” things with their lives. You are clearly no dummy, nor am I (I’m actually a HS teacher).
The “fellow model” I referred to was you. As to your question re: my motivation for being/remaining nude, I can’t say that my perfect world would be where I could be nude always & everywhere if accepted, as you seem to indicate. However, I do love the regular opportunity (as an art model) to “exhibit” my nude body (as the only nude in the room), and have it scrutinized and appreciated. That is always exciting for me. Yet it has, over the years, become a bit routine, in some ways. And I hope that this new “step” for me will add a refreshed and heightened excitement thereof.
Thank you again for your ideas. I’ll let you know how it went.
Sincerely, Modelman

Colleagial Models...

Hey Modelman,

-You give me too much credence and certainly are too kind.  It's surendipitous that we've 'connected' as I'm also an academic
colleague and an admistrator as well. Imagine what we could create working together creatively and academically!
-I fully concur with your observations on the stereotypes we face as "models."  I found this can also be used as a "teaching moment" when one arrives for a "gig" dressed for academia.  Those first impressions and reactions also help to set the tone...especially where many of the instructors are involved.
-As I said previously, I make a point of arriving early, especially if it's for a new group or instructor.  The benefits, I've found, are three fold: firstly it alleviates any "I'm running late" stress, secondly; I have an opportunity to meet those in charge, assess the space, the class/group expectations and/or potential props, and finally; how to stage my performance and set the tone.  Now, if one is prepared, professionally dressed, and seemingly in charge of the situation...half the battle is already won as I've begun to set the "tone."
-There've been some really comical results.  One young first year college instructor thought I was there to evaluate his class!  On more than one occasion, students have commented after a class or during a break about how they couldn't quite picture me being naked for them when they initially saw me in my "civvies."  And that "disconnect" added a certain amount of heightened "anticipation" about how I'd look naked and what sort of poses they might expect.  It seems I was much more focused, creative, relaxed, dynamic, and provocative than even our younger "Adonis-like" colleagues and it "blew their minds"-their term-especially my piercings.
-Similarly, I was once given a lift to my car, after an evening session, by the university's department head.  When we pulled into the nearly deserted parking lot , he asked me where my car was.  As I pointed to the large, clean, well maintained luxery sedan...he was quite take aback and demanded to know what exactly I did for a living.  (In my defense, it's twelve years old, I got a great deal, and I'm a neat freak!)
-So there you are my friend, my humble attempt at building your confidence, communicating my enthusiastic support, and looking forward to hearing from you a.s.a.p. as to how your latest endeavour has gone.  Ironically, I've actually written about the importance of "dressing for success."  -Go "Figure."

Sincerely,
n.s.

Here's What Happened

Nakedspirit,
Well, it’s been a fascinating week. As I mentioned in my last message, last week I had my first life drawing gig in nearly six weeks—and since receiving your advice. Here’s my “report.” So, eight days ago I modeled for a group of very inexperienced artists—about 15 students at a local art college—all in their early twenties. I was only the third nude model most of them had ever seen. The instructor was good, yet had me doing mostly short 30 second to 2 minute gestures, and then a series of 5-7 minute poses. Then, at the end, she had me do one 15 minute pose, and a 20 minute pose. Here’s the weird and crazy part: as soon as the two 15 minute breaks were announced, the ENTIRE room emptied before I could even come off the dais. And then, all of them returned, literally enmass, about 1 minute before the break ended. I didn’t feel comfortable just wandering out into the classroom with nobody there, and then surprise them there, so it didn’t happen. That was Tuesday afternoon.
Saturday morning I was scheduled to model for a community arts center open studio session, with an instructor I’ve modeled for often, calling pose time changes. He too focused quite a bit of time on short gestures and poses. However, we did get some longer 15-20 minute poses in before the break. Yet amazingly, a near repeat of Tuesday occurred, when again EVERYONE cleared the room immediately at the break. So, I waited for someone to return, yet again they all returned just before breaks’ end. I was ready, with my towel around my neck and water bottle in hand, yet no one to interact with. I was SO frustrated! I truly was determined to wander, yet I was given no time. The class ended, and with it my hopes of a new experience.
Nevertheless, this evening I was back on that same dais, modeling for the same instructor as Saturday—this time for his scheduled Figure Drawing class—seven students, from mid-20’s to early-60’s. You never know what kind of artists you’ll run into at these community center sessions, yet I was determined, hell or high water, to take my naked self among them at break. The first half of class was half a dozen 7-8 minute poses, followed by a 40 minute instructor demo of drawing the hand. I’ve done a number of hand and foot studies with his classes before, so I just remained nude for this as well. Well, wouldn’t you know it, when he then announced our one 15 minute break, AGAIN EVERYONE up and left the room on what seemed at a sprint—or so I thought. I came down and got my towel out (I was still hopeful to wander, aimfully), hung it around my neck, and drank from my water. Then, as I turned around, I noticed that one lone artist—a 60-ish female—had remained, and was actually intently working on one of her drawings. This was my chance to go for broke. I was, at that point, on the opposite side of the dais—and room—from her. Then it struck me: I was not only wearing the towel on my neck as a prop, but I found I was truly too hot, and was using it to dry my forehead and neck. So, I walked around the dais, turned off the heater, set it on the floor and turned around. Now I was only about ten feet away from her. After only a few seconds, I calmly asked whether I might have a peak at her drawing, at the same time taking a step toward her as her eyes came up to greet mine. She responded as matter-of-factly as could be, that I was welcome to look, warning that her drawings were not very good. I calmly walked over and stood right next to her—maybe a foot away, and I told her, honestly, how very good her drawings were—for they WERE! We spoke as casually as I’ve ever had a conversation in my life, and she too was as comfortable as anyone could ever be. We spoke of the female model who had posed last week, and the differing drawing challenges she and I present as models. Before I knew it, the rest of the class had returned, and another female (about 40, and attractive) was standing about five feet away, near another horse. I turned to her, and asked (motioning to the horse) if I might view her drawings as well. She said, “Oh, these aren’t mine. Mine are over here.” And with that, she unhesitatingly walked straight at me, to get to her horse—which was on the other side of me from the first lady. I took one small step aside—I wanted to see how comfortable she was—and she walked past me, within inches, not batting an eyelash. She then proceeded to share her drawings also, and she, I and the first woman had a marvelous chat. It was TRULY invigorating and freeing. It was exactly as you had portrayed it would be: I felt I really was their artistic equal—in that my contribution was undeniably important, even necessary, and that their creations were IMPOSSIBLE without me and my talent. We truly became equal collaborators at that moment in time, and I believe they realized it as well. And, the experience also was as close as I’ve come in years, to feeling that amazing inside-butterfly nervous excitement I felt the very first time I removed my clothes for an artists’ group. It was exhilarating!
I will never again hesitate to freely wander, to see what I, with them, have created. I am beside myself with excitement and enthusiasm. I model again in another week and a half, and I cannot wait! This has reinvigorated my love of and desire for modeling. I can’t thank you enough.
I am truly indebted to you. You are a gentleman and a scholar. And I bow (“figuratively”) to your wisdom and kindness.

My best to you,
Modelman

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From Where I Stand...

You Are To Be Congratulated My Friend!!!
Model Man,
Firstly, my apologies for not having responded sooner. I’m afraid it’s a busy time of year and I’ve been rather derelict in checking on the electronic side of things. Secondly, you are far too kind in your praise of me. After all, it was you who felt the inspiration…you who created the opportunity, and you who trusted your instincts and followed through on it. All I did was the same as you and then shared my experiences.
I can’t tell you my elation at your shared experience. It probably won’t be a surprise to you that I’ve been lambasted by some of our colleagues (particularly in the UK) for having even suggested such a thing as projecting one’s self beyond the established “objectivity” and inherent “shamefulness” that seems to be demanded in the name of their perception of “professionalism.” Personally, I find it akin to “knowing one’s station in life and not presuming to rise above it”…a very establishment point of you I’m afraid.
When you articulate your revelation that the artists were then free to meet and talk to you and that you “felt I really was their artistic equal—in that my contribution was undeniably important, even necessary, and that their creations were IMPOSSIBLE without me and my talent. We truly became equal collaborators at that moment in time, and I believe they realized it as well.” That is exactly what I’ve tried to communicate and describe in my humble scribbling, so thank you for validating and clearly articulating my experience…you do me honour my friend.
As a result, it can make one wonder if the same colleagues who decry our challenging the traditional inequities of our profession, would similarly resent our absolute passion for our work. I love arriving early, bringing various props (staff, rope, chains, etc.), slipping out minimally dressed during breaks, coming back early, socializing, and staying late if they require or request it. As well, I’ve made a point of helping out with moving props, set pieces etc. while undraped. In each case, these examples of working beyond “the fourth wall” between the “the nude” and the audience/artist helps to break the paradigm and make the point that I’m naked and I can still contribute and function in a myriad of ways…not only in spite of it, but purely because of it.
So thank you again my friend, you do me honour and I’m proud to be considered your colleague. Please, do let me know about all your adventures…and if there’s some way I can contact you in a less public forum…I have a few adventures of my own to share!
ns…

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