Dusk

James Jacob Desmet, NY, 2013

Modeling challenges my self-perception quite a bit.

It's interesting trying to figure out one's identity when one is a professional muse, inspirer, and--in many cases--pretender. When one makes a living off baring oneself--and off disguising oneself.

It's been a week now, and this trip has been a good one so far:

--In my first four days of modeling in NYC, three photographers asked to book me for a second shoot to take place during this same trip. Lots of last-minute bookings to more than make up for the very few cancellations.
--Have been able to kick it with some good friendpeople--including fellow models Elena Siddal, Emilie Pontellier, Velocity and Sister Thyme, as well as a childhood friend I've known since age two.
--Have indulged in some of the perks of NYC in the form of Sleep No More [!!!], a play called Love Machine, rambling through parks, and some fantastic eateries. Always, always, there must be some time for play. 8]

Feeling appreciative, appreciated, and awash in abundance--headed to DC for a few days.

In addition to modeling [part of which will be for a workshop on Sunday, the 26th--scroll down to a few posts back for details] I'll be visiting with my childhood nanny, and spending some time on an organic farm with a friend I made while backpacking in Yosemite's high country.