‘The ideal shape for men is medium weight, about six feet tall, with prominent chest muscles, slim waist and well-defined abdominal muscles, muscular butt and strong legs. The role models for men have become uniformly taller, fitter, more sexual and more muscular.’
Is this why young male life models are few in number? On the circuit there’s a glut – everyone says – of men in their fifties and sixties who suddenly start to like the idea of taking their clothes off. Are younger men too hung up to do it?
STOP PRESS: On Saturday a YOUNG MALE LIFE MODEL, Joseph, reportedly did a stirling job of modelling at Tom Wood and Tony Noble’s atelier at Redbrick Mill near Batley, Yorkshire. See Tom Wood’s blog (go to archive for 2 June 2012).
What would inhibit you yourself from doing this job? Would it mainly be a body-image issue for you?
By the way, at Tuesday night’s modelling session, for the first time someone distinctly drew my haemmorhoids. Lovely sketch overall. Heck, they’re only another body-part.
Swiftly changing the subject, here is a notice for anyone who has ever drawn or painted me, or will do so before 1st Sept 2012:
CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
‘A SMALL LIFE’ EXHIBITION, Oct 1-31 2012, Leeds Gallery Drawings & paintings of Suki, in conjunction with publication of Part I of my autobiography. Even your three-minute sketches of me are eligible for consideration. All to be for sale. All contributing artists will be invited to the Private View on 2nd Oct. Work featured in A SMALL LIFE and KUNST automatically selected if submitted. Click here then click on ‘Download the call for submissions’.
A complaint I heard when modelling last night (at the Shipley life class), spoken by a female artist who I will not name, was that male models can be TOO HORRIBLY HAIRY TO DRAW. Do you share this view?
After the class, Website Genius and I attended the Saltaire cabaret, a fundraiser for Soteria Bradford, the antidote to banging into locked wards people who suffer from psychosis, and subduing and controlling them with inappropriate drugs [that’s just my opinion]. Being Saltaire it was swilling with artists, so I heard about an incident last Tuesday involving a male model at a group I often work for. The model was ‘Mr X’ (as referred to in my previous post). The usual event occurred, except that, unlike at previous sessions, Katia this time apparently responded with: ‘Do you need a rest?’ Mr X: ‘No.’ Katia: ‘But you’ve got an erection.’
Now that I’m telling you this story, I realise I don’t know what the outcome was… Other than it all became really really embarrassing. Have you had this happen in a life class you’ve attended?
Compare this week’s pic of me by Sam Dalby to Edie’s drawing of me on last week’s post: see no. 5 under ‘Recent posts’ in the right hand column of this page. Sam’s sketch is what I looked like three years ago. I was a size 14 (though he drew a size 16 bottom. It’s in the eye of the beholder, I can do nothing…). Now I am an 8. How come I lost weight?
It was because I split with Ilka. firstly, she took the car, so I got a bicycle and got fit. Secondly, in the seventeen years we were together, Ilka had taken over the cooking. Now that I’m alone, I am a bit rubbish at feeding myself. Thirdly, for various reasons, while with Ilka I used to over-eat. Also, as part of my new, disciplined, solitary, uncompromising life, I now go jogging on days when I don’t cycle. So – not a conscious effort to shed pounds. It just happened.
The fact that I lost the weight soon after I started life-modelling is co-incidental.
Even though I look like a scrawny rat, I boast about my weight-loss. Some friends have felt compelled to tell me (I think for ideological reasons) ‘You used to look better’. Maybe. But why did no-one ever express admiration for my body until I looked like I do now (see Suki’s gallery)?
Do you ever give serious thought to living without a car?
This is what it’s like.
Today the famous Ellis Briggs Bicycle Shop, Shipley, will not let me back out of their door on my bike. It is too dangerous. They have decided to fit me with a steel wheel. They know what I get up to: the week’s groceries, the books, the twin-tub (ha ha, am joking re latter, but I saw it when I lived in Hangzhou). In only two years of ownership I have caused a second rear wheel (alloy, therefore light-weight, but not strong) to literally cave in.
What else can I do but load my bike with my stuff? It’s my decision to live this ridiculous carless life. I can’t go round expecting friends to ferry me about.
INFORMATION ABOUT ARTIST
Sam Dalby is a well renowned portrait artist based in Settle.