Thoughts From A Life Model

People ask what I’m thinking about when I’m sat there life modelling. Well, this kind of crap...

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Can’t show a picture of me, so here’s one of people drawing me instead

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Ah, a portrait session. Gotta be more comfortable than a life drawing session, right? Wrong!

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A friend of mine put this status up on social media, and has kindly allowed me to share it. This is why I do it. This is why I sit there, all cold with pins and needles. This is why I suffer for their art 😉

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When the village hall that you’re working at has filled your dressing room with the props for their Christmas play!

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What starts off as a simple ‘how about I sit on the floor and lean on the chair?’ becomes part engineering feat, part jumble sale to stop the chair sliding across the floor!

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When the community centre treats you to plush toilet rolls to make up for the fact that the toilet seat is so cold, peeing makes you want to cry

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Proof that my dressing room is really a store room 😂

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The oh so glamorous changing room at today’s venue. Distinct lack of bowl of just blue m&ms 😉

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When you’re told that today’s session will be different.... I only hope that I matched the vision in her head.

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Sometimes it can be the best, most realistic, most creative piece of art ever, but if it’s any bad angle, I’m not gonna like it

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Models do not judge you by your art work. Models judge you by the types of biscuits you bring for break time.