Monthly Archives: June 2016

Tirobon

I cannot remember her name. Her face is but a shadow by now. She was the tallest in class though, taller than all the boys, and stronger. I cannot remember her voice. I wonder if she ever talked. Though she was crying the day I entered class 5.

 

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The Naked Muse

The Naked Muse is framed (sorry, couldn’t resist) by a month Swain spent in Bruges working as a life model for a class of painters. She has modelled previously in London both for classes and for individuals. While Swain discusses these experiences, she also comments on the practicalities and etiquette of live modelling.