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Watercolour riches

‘I was like, let’s just stay home forever,’ Clare said in her wonderful Northern Irish accent, laughing at the screen when I asked her how she found lockdown. ‘I found it pretty good. I’m really introverted, so the opportunity to stay at home in my own company, for an unknown amount of time, just seemedContinue reading “Watercolour riches”

Life modelling – class format

Life drawing classes can either be taught classes (perhaps at an art school, or by an artist) or groups of artists who just want to come together to practise their drawing. Note: there’s also one-on-one modelling for a single artist, although this is less common, and should be approached with caution for personal safety. UsuallyContinue reading “Life modelling – class format”

Life modelling – fun facts

You will get cold You will get too hot You will sweat You will want to cough You can stretch It will hurt You will need to fart You will fart You will move You will get an itch You will be able to not scratch that itch You will feel like a badass forContinue reading “Life modelling – fun facts”

Life modelling – choosing a pose

Short poses can be anything from 15 seconds to 15 minutes. These can be fun as you can try different things, knowing you don’t have to hold them for very long, and switch between different poses that use different muscle groups, minimising any pain or discomfort. Long poses are normally a max of 20 minutesContinue reading “Life modelling – choosing a pose”

Portrait modelling

Portrait modelling is a bit different to life modelling. You’d think it would be easier, right? No getting naked. Piece of piss? Nah, not really. OK, so there’s no nudity, but people are staring at YOUR FACE. It’s really off putting. At least with life modelling you don’t really notice people or where they areContinue reading “Portrait modelling”

A world of pain – life modelling

I laid on a wooden table, my shoulder blades jarring against the flat, hard wood while my left arm was bent back and under my waist, shoulder twisted unnaturally. My right arm laid on top of my belly, my little finger numb. It felt crooked and bent under the others even though it was flatContinue reading “A world of pain – life modelling”