Nudes

I remember finding all of my mother's nude drawings from her college art classes. I was 7 or 8 at the time. While I was mortified that she would actually have seen a naked person, let alone drawn one, I was also fascinated at her skills in depicting these people. My little mind grasped even then that being able to render the human form was something special. I took my first human figure painting workshop not long ago. It was not as awkward as I thought it would be. I enjoyed working with skin tones and their special nuances. There are many models in the Atlanta area and one day I hope to be able to work with these professionals, however that can be pricey. Finding people in the meantime would be weird. "Hey, want to come to my studio and pose naked?" Friends suggest using my husband as he something of a Greek god, physically. Perfectly proportioned. Quite dishy in fact. He is too embarrassed to even disrobe in the doctor's office so scratch that idea. Male nudes don't sell anyway. I think I will try the group drawing classes at our local artists' center. In the meantime this painting is 24 x 36, and is available for 2 weeks at Anne Irwin Fine Art.