Since I got dangerously close to writing soft-core porn on my previous post (sorry about that), I figured I might provide something tame and innocuous to offset the naughtiness. Take a temporary hiatus from fantasizing, trembling, and heavy breathing if you will.
Nothing is more innocuous than the art model assignment known as “standby”. All busy art schools should have a standby system as far as I’m concerned. It’s the only way to handle model no-shows and guarantee a model in every class.
Standby is simple. A model is booked for standby during any given work slot, sits and waits in the office, ready to dash off when and if the call comes in. “The call” is a panicky instructor in his/her classroom, contacting the model registry’s office to report that the model has not shown up. The office tries to locate the missing model. If it appears that the model won’t make it, the standby is sent in his/her place. Problem solved. If no call comes in within an hour, the standby model is cut and free to go. Paid for the full three hours of his/her time. Good deal 🙂
I work at SVA, aka School of Visual Arts. The model coordinator, Jim, has an efficient standby system. I like working standby at SVA. You can just hang out, read, eat, check voicemail, do a crossword puzzle, give yourself a manicure, knit, even sleep! That is if you don’t mind putting your head down on the table and snoring like a rude, lazy slob. Hey, it happens! That’s standby for you.
My favorite way to pass the time during standby is chatting with Jim, for whom I’ve been working happily and contentedly for some time now. We talk about the art modeling business, the city, share many laughs, and have a very pleasant time. Standby is cool in my book. And after the rough, restless night I just had, sitting on standby this afternoon was just what I needed to chill out, calm my anxious nerves, and find emotionally stability. (Please, who am I kidding with that last one?)
In a stupid attempt to visually document standby, I snapped pictures of the SVA Model Registry’s Office. Folks, trust me, in the state I’m in right now with all this “crush” madness, be grateful for these tame, pointless pictures. The alternatives would stigmatize Museworthy with an X-rating and degrade me into the Internet porn underworld.
Our window on West 21st Street, with the SVA street banner hanging outside:
Directly across the street, West 21st. The heart of Chelsea:
The desk of a true model coordinator, with a “pose board” of photos on the wall:
The perfect ornament to dangle from a model office. Nice pose! Something to aspire to:
Happy Halloween everyone. Enjoy!