Sometimes I look in the mirror and actually think I'm okay today. Then in my head the thought is immediately followed up with 'just compared to yourself, though; this is only okay by your standards'. I can't seem to stop degrading myself.
It's getting tiresome.
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Jonah and I were talking about nude models last night. One of our acquaintances, who goes to Ringling, posted a Facebook status asking if anyone would be willing to let him draw them naked. He got some responses from friends. I know some photo majors who takes nudes of themselves and/or their friends, and most of the time the images are gorgeous. But I can't imagine having a friend model for me. Models in class are one thing; I don't know them - I don't even know their names most of the time - and they're being paid and they're there specifically to be drawn naked. But people I already know? I wouldn't be able to focus on drawing.
I think you'd have to be pretty self-confident to pose nude for a friend's photos, or for your own. Or for a classroom of students you don't know. I admire these people.
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