I have no experience to relate to this but I asked my wife if she had a class drawing naked people and shes like yeah. I think about how hard it is for the models to sit still. I can’t sit still very well.
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A naked woman maintains the same sensual pose she’s been making for the last two hours. It is hell on her upper left arm, but she doesn’t let her facial expression show it. She also needs to poop, but she swallows that down, with her butthole. Art comes first.
Of the nine men encircled around her, none of them see this as a remotely sexual act. Sure, one is staring straight at her breasts, but only because he can never get the shading right. He erases his interpretation of her chest for the eighth time, and allows himself the comfort of tears, the comfort denied to the model.
When this is over, all of them will be drinking. Separately. Alone.
As someone who’s done portrait modeling, yeah it’s unpleasant, but it’s not “I need a drink” bad. It’s far more “why did I sign up for this again” bad