I feel like a different person. Picture 1 was from my… second shoot ever. Yeah. My second, with Grant Hunker. He’s awesome. Great videographer- didn’t even flinch at how timid I was. Picture 2 is from a shoot I did with Adam Fleishman, extreme talent, a man who I have so grown to love and adore. I think that was the… 5th time I had shot with Adam? No… might be more than that. Yeah. I went topless quickly after this photo and we took some of my favorite photos that stand in my portfolio.
I spent tonight trying to neatly compile every RAW/high res/proof/edited photo I’ve ever received from a photographer I’ve worked with.
Firstly, I didn’t expect the short trip down nostalgia lane, and the surprise of how much I’ve changed. I mean, looking at just these two photos.. I remember feeling sooo awkward in the first picture, and it shows! I left Grant’s apartment that day thinking “woof. I am not pretty enough. who am I kidding.” With Adam in the photo below, I could not have felt more comfortable and in my own skin.
Secondly, I’m so fucking lucky to have worked with so many incredible talents. How did I even get so lucky?
Thirdly, I realized I have so, so, so much work that I am so, so proud of, but sits in cyber-files on my hard drive. As many lovely “will you pose nude for me next to that tree” messages as MM has provided me with, I’ll be cutting ties with the dearly beloved and starting a portfolio of sorts on tumblr. The way this tumblr community supports one another and the art we all create is incredible, and I’m excited to bring something besides my paintings onto it’s domain.
I ask that you don’t take this beginning as some narcissistic dream of mine of “omg a whole archive of my face!” that I’m finally fulfilling, because for me, my modeling has always felt like another outlet of my artistic expression. But hey- if you DO take it as being a narcissistic dream, the great part about the tumblr world we live in… is that you don’t have to follow me.
Freedom of follow.
Follow freedom. Freedom on, followers!!
(you: but Nicole, where’s the link?
Me: ouch im sry i need like a we3k kin u wait?)