Experience +1

I think it's a good thing to do stuff that you have never done before. All adds up to your little "experience counter", doesn't it?


However, what I would do this week I would surely not have imagined some years ago. I had photos taken, to be used as inspiration for a painting (or drawing, or computer art, I don't know yet). It came as a bit of a surprise that someone would actually want to use ME as an inspiration for art, but well, I did it.

Now why is this a big deal?

Yeah, you probably guessed.

I was naked.

Okay, technically not really naked. I wore high heels and black stockings.

When a friend of mine (who is a pro artist) asked me if I would do that, I thought about it for a few days. On the one hand I thought, what is wrong with him? Did he somehow forget that I am fat? Was he fooled by my beautiful push-up bras and will be disappointed when he'll see the real thing? Won't my legs look perfectly muffintop in stockings?
But then I thought, why the hell should I care? He is the artist, so it will be his fucking task to find positions of me which are good. So what if I am fat, he can still paint me less wobbly if he feels like it, and why should a chubby body be less worthy of being drawn? Couldn't it be in fact more interesting to have me, with some more rolls here and there, than have a smooth skinny girl that looks not much different from the last eight girls? Not to forget that, no matter how you look at it, I look fucking gorgeous!!!
I also figured that in my 11 years of public sauna in all different places, approximately 3000 people have seen me naked and vice versa. Trust me, it gets really boring. A woman with three tits might still shock me, but apart from that, I've seen everything. So, the odds are that I have been naked in front of much worse guys than the artist, so why should I refuse to help him with his stuff?

So, I decided I would go and do it. I was just too curious. I was wondering what it would feel like. If he would behave awkward. If I'd be uncomfortable and he'd insist on me doing strange poses (even though he promised before that he wouldn't make me do anything I wouldn't want). Would I giggle all of the time, and never stop, so he couldn't take proper photos?

However, when I arrived at his place, we chatted for hours and watched the stuff he had done the last years, and we laughed all the time and it was really fun and interesting and absolutely not awkward. When we finally did the photos it only took about half an hour and ... yeah, it really was about as sexual as a visit to the sauna. I was naked, but apart from that, there was really nothing special about it. I kneeled and sat and lay there, and he would take photos, tell me how to move, how to look, and stuff.
Basically, I was supposed to "scream" in many of the pictures. It's probably going to be a picture showing a woman in horrible pain. I don't know, maybe my face looked like the well-known and world-famous "exploding teletubby", but I did my best.
Some of his sketches which we were trying to copy were just a face, others involved the body. So I'm not sure how much of me will be in the actual picture, but anyway....
If 50 years from now my grand niece sits on my lap and asks "auntie nori, did you ever do something as nasty as nude modeling", auntie nori will grin widely and say "hell yes, and it was fun". Even though it was not for the guy's "professional art", but for his private art, it still counts.

So, let's see what is going to come out of the shoot. Maybe he won't do any picture of me in the end, I don't know, but whatever might or might not be made out of the pictures, I had a highly amusing afternoon.