A Letter to Today's Painting Model
Apr. 5th, 2006 07:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bluejeans07Dear sir,
While you are definitely getting paid a non-identifiable sum of money to just sit there and look pretty while the rest of us paint you, might I remind you that you are not getting paid to oogle shamelessly, wink, and flirt with the other model that's sitting across from you. Yes, she is quite attractive, yes, her tits do indeed look very appealing in that top, and yes, that is her thong for all the world to see rising from those low-rise, black leather biker chick pants, but please be aware you are also wearing a pair of skintight leather, and it is quite obvious that your intentions towards the other model are 'less than pure.'
If you make any attempt to deny this, you'll have about twenty acrylic paintings working against you. Remember, the entire class does nothing but stare at you and paint for five straight hours.
Sincerely,
the irate art student who had to keep starting over while painting your face because you were doing a sort of nonverbal, fully facial form of flirtation at the other model, which was indeed quite funny to watch but infuriating to paint
While you are definitely getting paid a non-identifiable sum of money to just sit there and look pretty while the rest of us paint you, might I remind you that you are not getting paid to oogle shamelessly, wink, and flirt with the other model that's sitting across from you. Yes, she is quite attractive, yes, her tits do indeed look very appealing in that top, and yes, that is her thong for all the world to see rising from those low-rise, black leather biker chick pants, but please be aware you are also wearing a pair of skintight leather, and it is quite obvious that your intentions towards the other model are 'less than pure.'
If you make any attempt to deny this, you'll have about twenty acrylic paintings working against you. Remember, the entire class does nothing but stare at you and paint for five straight hours.
Sincerely,
the irate art student who had to keep starting over while painting your face because you were doing a sort of nonverbal, fully facial form of flirtation at the other model, which was indeed quite funny to watch but infuriating to paint
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Date: 2006-04-06 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-04-06 05:13 pm (UTC)And I was so shy, I kept leaving his groin as this blank box, because I was afraid to draw it. Finally, I did, and then when I glanced again, everything was pointing another direction! I thought, "Good grief...was I so scared to look at him I drew it the wrong way?" So, I erased the vine charcoal with my finger and drew it pointing the way it was pointing.
I went back to working on, like, his elbow or something, then glanced back down. Lo and behold, it was pointing ANOTHER way!
Finally, I realized what was happening.
About that moment, my boyfriend (who was auditing the class) looked at my housemate (male, who was taking the class with me), and slowing raised his pointer finger toward the sky...paused...tipped it to the right...paused...drooped it from the knuckle...paused...stiffened it again, then drooped it to the left...
My housemate, who was even shyer than I was, chocked and ran from the room to have a laughing fit outside the building. Ah memories.
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Date: 2006-04-06 05:55 pm (UTC)*giggles insanely*
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Date: 2006-04-13 07:27 am (UTC)