Several years back I was reading through the little paper that our city puts out to advertise

community events. I discovered that our local art facility offered a non-instructed life drawing class in which artists could show up with their favored sketching media, pay a fee, and be given a nude model for three hours. I wondered what it’d be like to be that model, so I rode my bicycle down there to apply. They hired me on the spot and asked me to cover the course for the following Saturday.

It’s typical of me to leap before I look, and so on the way home I started to realize that I had no clue what an art model does, since I ‘d never been to such a class. Im not exactly a graceful girl. I never took ballet or gymnastics in school. So when I got home I made some phone calls and located a school art instructor who gave me some suggestions over the phone. That Saturday I showed up to find about 15 adults milling about drinking Starbucks. Following the initial launches, I stepped up on the little period and disrobed to started my first ever poses. The funny thing is that I was exceptionally nervous all morning until I took my clothes off. Once naked, I felt relaxed and comfortable and might feel myself taking charge of things. It was wonderful!

A couple of days later the college art instructor called me back to see how had gone. I told her I ‘d loved it and that several of the artists had remarked that I was the very best model they had ever seen. Thus come work for me. After that my telephone was almost ringing off the hook from various other instructors with job offers.

All in all it was a fantastic time in my life that left me with many fun stories to tell when I’m a little old lady in the retirement home.

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