Hellooo, hellooooo!! Greetings, friends. I’m writing this post at 11:00 on Saturday night in a blurry, nebulous mental state. I have the fuzzy head. You know the fuzzy head? When your patterns are all twisted and out of synch and you’re so ridiculously tired you don’t even have the energy to make a cup of tea? I worked my first full day yesterday at the New York Academy of Art (more on that in a minute), came home exhausted, then got up early this morning to pose at Spring Studio. Short poses galore, with my hamstrings killing me. Back home again, I FELL ASLEEP around 7:00 and just woke up about an hour ago! My mind is mush and my body is sore. What the hell day is it? What time is it? Am I hungry? Do I go back to sleep? What’s going on? Where am I? 😆
So in my temporary wakefulness, I wanted to get on my blog, say hello, respond to comments, and provide all interested parties with an update on the New York Academy of Art. So how did it go? EXCELLENT!! Very, very good, I’m happy to say. What a terrific place. I arrived about 15 minutes early, all jacked up on coffee, ready to work. The instructor for the class is the amazing Christopher Pugliese, one of best contemporary figurative artists. He’s a terrific guy and I was so pleased at how well we worked together. I did a standing pose, and a challenging one at that. But it was well worth it. For a great class of students, great teacher, and great new job, how could I not give 110%? It’s my duty, and my passion. Chris and I have another six Fridays together and I look forward to each one.
Coincidentally, the topic of art model physical exertion came up in the comments of the previous post. And here I am, living that very issue. Tomorrow is Sunday. I plan to sleep late, and I do mean LATE. I’m not setting any alarm of any kind, neither buzzer nor NPR. I’m just going to let my aching body and my subconscious dreamworld dictate how long I need to stay in bed. I’m predicting it’ll be close to noon when my eyelids flutter open.
So in a brief recap: New York Academy was great, Spring Studio was great too even though I was hurting, and now I’m spent and discombobulated. Until my next post, I will be much like the model in this painting by William Etty, Nude Woman Asleep: