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Clothes, Comfortable, and Crying: professorpineapple you're an art model does that mean you're NAKED? yeah whoa....those lucky artists:)" .buddy professorpineapple idk who started the idea that life drawing classes have anything sexy going on like there's at least ten people in the room and we're all tired and covered in charcoal the dude in front who's staring at my boobs has been trying to get the shading right for 10 minutes. he's almost out of paint. he is crying askfordoodles burg branch-and-root The ice burg being frozen solid because there are NEVER ENOUGH SPACE HEATERS angryfishtrap I was an artist's model in uni since it paid better than any other student work position. Did a life drawing class one semester despite it being an unheated old building in the winter evenings, because the instructor was a decent fellow who always had extra space heaters. So there I am one evening, exhausted from my team's afternoon practice but I'm in a comfortable position on a padded stool, ready to hold the position for like fifteen minutes. Space heaters all around me spotlights on me to get shadows in interesting places. Beyond the red glow of the heaters and the hot-white of the spotlights, the massive drafty room is dark and quiet, broken only by the instructor's whispers and the scratch of charcoal on paper. Me, I'm just dozing, cause my ancient dorm was heated with creaky old steampipes that never really got warm, and with the new extra-powered space heater alongside the others, that night was the warmest l'd been in a month. I dozed, basking in the glorious warmth. And then I fell asleep. And then I fell off the stool. I woke up rather abruptly on the cold wooden platform, and looked up to see an entire ring of terrified and worried faces around me Everyone had their hands up, ready to help me up, except no one had touched me. Naked chick laid out face-down on the floor, and all the men and women were suddenly acutely aware they couldn't just grab a half-asleep dazed naked chick. Fortunately someone had the bright idea to tear the sheet down from the backdrop, lay it over me as a wrap, and then everyone was quick to help me up. After that, the instructor and students got used to taking turns talking to me, just to make sure I wasn't dozing off. Which was weird, at first, because l'd done two semesters just being a silent prop, and now I was interacting. It gave the class a vibe completely unlike any other I'd modeled for and it ended up one of my favorite modeling experiences. postscript: months later, walking on campus with someone who'd eventually become my spouse, we passed some guys on the main path. One of them stopped, peered at me and then said hello, excitedly, saying, "sorry, I didn't recognize you, I've never seen you with your clothes on! whitebear-ofthe-watertribe This is honestly so delightful and accurate thenightingalelily The only situation where saying "T've never seen you with your clothes on" is a completely normal thing to say Source: professorpineapple Art modelling
Clothes, Comfortable, and Crying: professorpineapple
 you're an art model does that mean you're
 NAKED?
 yeah
 whoa....those lucky artists:)"
 .buddy
 professorpineapple
 idk who started the idea that life drawing
 classes have anything sexy going on like
 there's at least ten people in the room and
 we're all tired and covered in charcoal
 the dude in front who's staring at my boobs
 has been trying to get the shading right for 10
 minutes. he's almost out of paint. he is crying
 askfordoodles
 burg
 branch-and-root
 The ice burg being frozen solid because there
 are NEVER ENOUGH SPACE HEATERS
 angryfishtrap
 I was an artist's model in uni since it paid
 better than any other student work position.
 Did a life drawing class one semester
 despite it being an unheated old building in
 the winter evenings, because the instructor
 was a decent fellow who always had extra
 space heaters. So there I am one evening,
 exhausted from my team's afternoon practice
 but I'm in a comfortable position on a padded
 stool, ready to hold the position for like
 fifteen minutes. Space heaters all around me
 spotlights on me to get shadows in interesting
 places.
 Beyond the red glow of the heaters and the
 hot-white of the spotlights, the massive
 drafty room is dark and quiet, broken only by
 the instructor's whispers and the scratch of
 charcoal on paper. Me, I'm just dozing, cause
 my ancient dorm was heated with creaky old
 steampipes that never really got warm, and
 with the new extra-powered space heater
 alongside the others, that night was the
 warmest l'd been in a month. I dozed, basking
 in the glorious warmth.
 And then I fell asleep.
 And then I fell off the stool.
 I woke up rather abruptly on the cold wooden
 platform, and looked up to see an entire ring
 of terrified and worried faces around me
 Everyone had their hands up, ready to help
 me up, except no one had touched me. Naked
 chick laid out face-down on the floor, and all
 the men and women were suddenly acutely
 aware they couldn't just grab a half-asleep
 dazed naked chick.
 Fortunately someone had the bright idea to
 tear the sheet down from the backdrop, lay
 it over me as a wrap, and then everyone was
 quick to help me up.
 After that, the instructor and students got
 used to taking turns talking to me, just
 to make sure I wasn't dozing off. Which
 was weird, at first, because l'd done two
 semesters just being a silent prop, and now
 I was interacting. It gave the class a vibe
 completely unlike any other I'd modeled for
 and it ended up one of my favorite modeling
 experiences.
 postscript: months later, walking on campus
 with someone who'd eventually become my
 spouse, we passed some guys on the main
 path. One of them stopped, peered at me
 and then said hello, excitedly, saying, "sorry, I
 didn't recognize you, I've never seen you with
 your clothes on!
 whitebear-ofthe-watertribe
 This is honestly so delightful and accurate
 thenightingalelily
 The only situation where saying "T've never
 seen you with your clothes on" is a completely
 normal thing to say
 Source: professorpineapple
Art modelling

Art modelling

Cute, Tumblr, and Blog: unclefather: badrapper: awwww-cute: Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend! excuse me WHY are his hands up i cant handle this pick him up
Cute, Tumblr, and Blog: unclefather:


badrapper:

awwww-cute:

Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend!

excuse me WHY are his hands up i cant handle this

pick him up

unclefather: badrapper: awwww-cute: Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend! excuse me WHY are his hands up i ca...

Bad, Driving, and Life: No way! His yelp got the others' attention, and Matt was pre- dictably the next to react. He bolted past Neil to starea the car. "What are you doing with a Maserati?" "Driving it," Andrew said, like it should be obvious, and got in the driver's seat Matt reached for the hood with both hands but didn't touch it, like he thought his fingerprints might ruin the perfect exterior. The blatant awe on his face had Neil loo- king to Andrew. Andrew met his gaze through the windshield but didn't hold it for long. He reached for the door to close it, but Matt darted around and put his hand in the way. He leaned over to look inside, owl-eyed and rapturous. Nicky had fewer reservations about putting his Matt beckoned to Andrew. "Start it up! Let me hear it." f1 Andrew twisted the key in the ignition. and the ca came to life with a quiet roar. Matt threw his hands up and spun away like he was orchestrating a symphony. jsteneil: I love the moment everyone discovers the Maserati, because Andrew did not have to play along with Matt’s admiration. Andrew’s words are always measured and important: he didn’t have to say anything to Matt’s “What are you doing with a Maserati”. But he does say something, and he lets Matt look inside–interrupting his movement to close the door– even though he’s already in the driver’s seat, which means that Matt is leaning over him inside the car. And then, he starts it up when Matt asks! And Matt isn’t even part of his “family”.  Like, he’s so bad at pretending he doesn’t feel anything when he just went and bought himself a freaking Maserati!!
Bad, Driving, and Life: No way!
 His yelp got the others' attention, and Matt was pre-
 dictably the next to react. He bolted past Neil to starea
 the car. "What are you doing with a Maserati?"
 "Driving it," Andrew said, like it should be obvious,
 and got in the driver's seat
 Matt reached for the hood with both hands but didn't

 touch it, like he thought his fingerprints might ruin the
 perfect exterior. The blatant awe on his face had Neil loo-
 king to Andrew. Andrew met his gaze through the
 windshield but didn't hold it for long. He reached for the
 door to close it, but Matt darted around and put his hand
 in the way. He leaned over to look inside, owl-eyed and
 rapturous. Nicky had fewer reservations about putting his

 Matt beckoned to Andrew. "Start it up! Let me hear
 it."
 f1
 Andrew twisted the key in the ignition. and the ca
 came to life with a quiet roar. Matt threw his hands up
 and spun away like he was orchestrating a symphony.
jsteneil:
I love the moment everyone discovers the Maserati, because Andrew did not have to play along with Matt’s admiration. Andrew’s words are always measured and important: he didn’t have to say anything to Matt’s “What are you doing with a Maserati”. But he does say something, and he lets Matt look inside–interrupting his movement to close the door– even though he’s already in the driver’s seat, which means that Matt is leaning over him inside the car. And then, he starts it up when Matt asks! And Matt isn’t even part of his “family”. 

Like, he’s so bad at pretending he doesn’t feel anything when he just went and bought himself a freaking Maserati!!

jsteneil: I love the moment everyone discovers the Maserati, because Andrew did not have to play along with Matt’s admiration. Andrew’s word...

Cute, Target, and Tumblr: unclefather: badrapper: awwww-cute: Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend! excuse me WHY are his hands up i cant handle this pick him up
Cute, Target, and Tumblr: unclefather:


badrapper:

awwww-cute:

Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend!

excuse me WHY are his hands up i cant handle this

pick him up

unclefather: badrapper: awwww-cute: Went kayaking with my girlfriend and we made the cutest friend! excuse me WHY are his hands up i ca...