By W.R. Jones
My daughter was home last weekend. She saw this painting and asked where I found the Victoria’s Secret model. She must have got that sarcasm from her mother.
I and another man arrived at the studio early. I was way early having got the starting time wrong – again. He asked me to help him come up with an idea for a pose. Someone told me this was a costume pose but this man insisted it was nude. We looked around the room at old paintings and I saw a pose of a nude that I really liked. We did a similar setup and waited.
The model arrived in costume and declined to pose nude. Thank you! As you can see, the setup was not up to snuff of even a Captain Kangaroo tv set.
I don’t understand why “costume” seems to mean Halloween to these models. This was a cross between a crack whore and a bag lady. The skirt was some type of thick black canvas. She was wearing hip high stockings with horizontal stripes. Never in my life have I seen such socks in public.