Beeeeeeeeeads in the making.
I’ve been ranting here a lot lately.
These were made yesterday. Just playing, really. I need to learn how to imply more weight/force on knees and ankles.
Each were ten minute poses I think? I should start labeling them..
At a life drawing class.
It gets increasingly uncomfortable when only female models get hired to model for this class, obviously to cater to the majority of the artists who show up (middle aged men, of course). It’s one thing for them to sit there quietly drawing, and another when they take the initiative to tell the woman what to do, point out if/when she messes up the timer, and whether or not they like her pose. Just shut the fuck up and draw.
In all the classes I’ve taken, I’ve never heard anyone say a word to a male model while posing.
So…pretty sure I ate some glass beads last night??
Just heard the best lyrics ever:
“Mom threw me out ‘til I get some pants that fit
She just won’t approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited, always gotta lose
Men that send me off
Let them take the cure”
Oh damn, this hobah business works.
No means no, by the way.
+ oh yeah: not sorry.
Rant #523, callously aimed at individuals who will probably never read this:
It’s increasingly disappointing when you realize you’re slowly losing allies. Anticipating the moment when you will finally feel completely deserted whilst being surrounded by so many “loved ones” is not a pleasant moment to await.
As I write this I’m thinking about whether having allies is important at all. To me, they are those who will stand by you and unconditionally accept your wacky needs and ideas. Do I even need those people, or should I just carry on striving to outwardly be the person I truly am on the inside?
I’m just trying to discover when the right moment is to stop opening up to said individuals if all I ever receive is unnecessarily harsh criticism and/or apathy.
"Downtown Boys at the Democracy Center, Cambridge MA 10/5/13"
My favorite live version of “Work”.
sparkcityprovidence sooooon :)