Quick Update Before Ghosthunting

[jmfargo]

From 9am to 11:40am, I modelled for a creative form drawing art class at UB for the first time. I go back next Thursday for a different class.

It was definately interesting. I think I would have been ~more~ okay if there wasn't a freakin' HUGE mirror on one side of the room.

Short post, sorry. Ghosthunting will be longer.

Comments

[periannth.livejournal.com]

I'm glad things went well, and that you don't seem to dread going back next week. I definately think you're braver than I am, too. :)

[(Anonymous)]

Yea, that's not for me.
I don't like seeing PHOTOs of myself.... CLOTHED even!
The mirror would definitely do me in, as would any very nice looking girls.
What would win out - Pretty Girl factor or In Front of Lots of People factor?
I'd rather not find out. I'm married after all.

-tt

[jfargo.livejournal.com]

The class easily had a ratio of 3:1, girls dominating guys.

Every single female was attractive. HOWEVER, I found it rather easy to tune out the people in the room, once we began. Strange. *shrugs*

[jfargo.livejournal.com]

The drawings of me, that I got to see, were actually rather fattering.

Actually, there were a few that made me kind of stop in shock. One made me look....noble. The other pictured me in a sort of soft light-shadow combination that made me feel as though I come from somewhere not of this world...and it made me feel a weird sense of pride.

It was nice to see myself through such talented artist's eyes.

[jfargo.livejournal.com]

Oh, and hey, what does married have to do with modelling? I mean, I've been with Maria for 6 years now, and it wasn't anything about that...it was just about something to do. :)

I think Maria was a little freaked out that I kind of wanted to do this, but hey...she was supportive.

[jfargo.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure it's bravery. See, in all honesty, I'm ~kind of~ an exhibitionist. Now, that doesn't mean (in my world) that what I did turned me on or whatever...it simply means that I'm comfortable with my body (mostly) and get a small thrill showing it off to..say...20-25 complete strangers.

It's strange...in one day, more people have seen me naked than in my entire life, I believe.