A day and life of a nude model

26 Jun

 

St. Clair

Photo by: Dean Lavery

It was a warm late afternoon when I met with Saint Clair a professional nude model from Ohio in Manhattan’s Greeley Square Park. She immediately spotted me among the mix of people there, and enthusiastically said, “Hi, it’s me, Saint Clair!” After the formal introduction, a quick glance of her, you see a young hometown girl with ear length silky black hair bangs gently hung over her forehead and a small looped earring pierced through the left side of the lower lip, a well toned body maybe weighing 105 pounds, I dared not to ask for her real weight, and no taller than 5’2”.

 

Noticing that the park was just a bit too noisy to hold a conversation, we walked through the hustle and bustle of the city street, to make our way to a quieter location. While walking I asked Saint Clair: What was her day like thus far? She said, “God, where could I start?” Then she took a deep breath rattle on, “Well early Thursday morning I drove from Ohio to New York as soon as I arrived to my hotel here in the city, I quickly took a shower, and back out I went to my first modeling job of the day. After that I had a small bite to eat, had an okay sleep. I woke up at 3AM, and then back out the door at 5AM for a photo shoot at Lincoln Center, and that is just the beginning”.

Wow, you sound busy; what did you do there? She enthusiastically said, “I posed in the nude, of course.” My curiosity got the better of me, and had asked: Oh, but how did the photographer manage that in such a public place? She paused and said, “The photographer doesn’t work alone; he has a couple of assistants”. Tell me more; how was that done? “Sure”, she said, “I wore a bathrobe and walked from the subway to the spot where I would disrobe for the shot, the assistant would quickly pick up the robe to get it out of the picture, as I walked through crowds. The photographer quickly snapped off several pictures of me before anyone noticed that I was starch naked, it was fun. Yeah, this happened at six in the morning, you bet! There was just one person that stared a little, but everyone else ignored me walking in the nude, before you knew it the robe was back on me. The idea behind the picture is to show how nudity can be normal in a clothed society.”

After walking across town for a bit, we found an old local Irish Pub named “Twins” on 9th Avenue that sat between 33rd and 34th Street, it seemed like a good place to have a bite to eat and too talk. Entering the dimly lit bar the walls and columns were neatly etched trimmed wooden panels, a chestnut color. It wrapped around the lower half of the bar’s walls. Looking up along the dark wood panels, it shortly ended, to expose a bare wall that appeared a tinge of something like a mustard color leading to the edge of a dingy white ceiling, and the floors varnished down to its natural wood color, ugly little place, but it made due.

As Saint Clair looked around, she took notice of the people meddling around the bar, the sound of glass clinging and loud chatter echoed within the confines of the bar. The air intoxicated by beer and bar food, that it somehow had a slight unwelcoming feeling to her. She seemed to have wished that I had picked another place. The host suddenly walked over towards us unnoticed, and asked, “Where would we like to sit?” Saint Clair quickly snapped to it and requested a booth. The host then escorted us towards the back to an open area where there were tables and booths.

The booths seemed fused into the gaudy wooden wall panels, a courtship that will never end. Walking past, a booth she had noticed a couple whispering with drinks dangling in their hands, and other drinks were untouched. The host spotted an empty booth, and gestured for us to sit. The host said, “A waiter will be here in a moment.” Saint Clair returned a response with, “Thank you.” Second of having sat down, Saint Clair excused her self to run off to the rest room. She quickly returned and plopped herself down into the booth, the waitress rushed over, and asked if we would like something to eat and drink. She took our order and span off.

While waiting for the food to arrive, small conversations would erupt about the questions that she would be answering. She had an innocent sense of excitement during our discussion. Within moments the food and drinks came and were placed on the table, Saint Clair commented, “That was fast!” Settling down she took a few bites, then she paused and said, “I shouldn’t eat this much I have to watch what I eat”. Then I proceeded to ask, if it would be okay to start our Q&A while she ate. She said, “Let’s do it, go ahead, that is why we are here, right!” Her hand gracefully pushed her bangs back to the right out from her eyes as she straighten-up, cleared her throat.

Ex: How old are you?

SC: You’re not supposed to ask a girl her age. How old do I look?

Ex: You look like you could be 19 years old.

SC: Hey thanks! However, I am 28, and plenty of people have mistaken me for being younger. Maybe that is why I get a plenty of work (she laughs a bit).

Ex: Tell us, how long have you been modeling in the nude?

SC: Since I’ve been 18, no, actually that’s serious. I’ve been modeling for 11 years, and, yeah, I can’t add so, I can’t in my head (she laughs), but since I was 18, yeah.

Ex: What is it like for you to pose in the nude for the first time?

SC: At first, it was kind-a hard for me, like, I was shy to do it, umm; you know? At first for a long time, actually wouldn’t take off my underwear, my panties; you know? Umm, I would take off my top, to do topless; you know? I would say, maybe about three years ago I would do fully nude. It was still scary for me at first, but it wasn’t that bad.

Ex: Was it the photographer who made you comfortable posing in the nude?

SC: No, I think it was just the fact that I started do it so much, that it became normal. To meet the photographer, as I would walk into the room, the photographer would say, “OK get naked!” I would just walk into the room and get naked.

Ex: Do your family and friends know what you do for a living?

SC: Yes they do! My family, friends, and my son that is five-years-old knows too.

Ex: Your five year old knows, what does he say?

SC: Yes, he knows; but I don’t actually show him the pictures, but he knows that I do it. I kind-a do it in a way, that umm, that I hope that it will make grow-up to do what ever makes him happy, no matter what anyone thinks about it. I am very open about it; he knows that mommy poses naked. He doesn’t know what sex is yet, so, I am sure it will come up later. He’ll eventually see the pictures when he is older, and he’ll see that there is nothing sexual about them. It’s art.

Ex: What about your parents, what do they say?

SC: Most of the times they’ll say, “don’t do this, you shouldn’t be doing this”. However when my mom would see the photos, she’ll say, “Oh, that’s so beautiful”. You know, and it’s like? I get some support from my family.

Ex: So, what do your friends say when they find out what you do?

SC: Most of my friends are artist, so that’s not a problem with them. They completely understand whole art part of it. I am always kind-a-of worried since I am a part time bartender, full time mommy and a full time nude model. Some people ask what I am doing when I take off to go to New York. I have to work, and then I tell I model. That kind-a scares me, they think that I am a porn star or something. I clear it up and tell them, “I don’t do porn, the nudes I do are an art form nothing more”.

Ex: What is the craziest photo situation you have ever been-in?

SC: I got asked to do a bondage shoot; and umm, I was okay with it. It was something that I wanted to try; you know? There is something about a female being restrained; and still looking, you know, it’s borderline sexual, borderline erotic. But there is nothing happing in the photos, I am not spread open or touching myself, it’s all about angles and like. Yeah umm, I’ve gotten blindfolded and strong up from the ceiling. That was a little crazy, yeah, that was probably the craziest. I was going, “okay I never will be doing this again”. I survived. Never will do that again this is under my belt (she laughs).

Ex: Do photographers flirt with you while you are modeling for them?

SC: I had one who kept smacking my ass, like as if I’m being naughty, and he tried to feed me cherries. They, okay, well like earlier today (she laughs), umm, one grabbed my boob, and I was actually okay with it, because I’m like in love with him, but, umm, yeah, you know, this was a while after shooting with him. And I was of course hanging all out. Yeah, it happens pretty-regularly (she nervously laughs)!

Ex: So, is it creepy to you?

SC: I kind-a just see it as these guys you know, have a naked woman in front of them; what is the male instinct to do? But to say, “you know, yeah”. Then some woman may take adoration as just when they hear the shutter clicking, as umm, as a turn on. They feel beautiful, you know, they feel that they are getting all this attention.

Ex: What is your favorite color?

SC: It’s black! I don’t know why black is my favorite color. It’s not even a color it’s a shade (she laughs). I don’t know, it’s just what I look best in, so, it’s what I always dress in, and I always color my nail black.

Ex: Has anyone ever recognized you and said, “I have seen your picture”?

SC: No, no, no, never, and I’m kind-a glad that, that has not happened. I kind-a almost fear, that someone is going to walk by and say, “Saint Clair, Saint Clair”, and I would be like, “ah”. I don’t know how I would react, I don’t know. You know, if they did recognize me, well it is an art, I guess I would take it as a complement, I would say, “thank you for liking my art, thank you very much”. I wouldn’t mind being naked in front of plenty of people, I guess it’s the whole idea of like, that if they’ll say, “oh, you’re assume”. It would just be awkward, that’s all (she laughs).

Ex: What do you do when you are not posing in the nude?

SC: I’m a mother; I take care of my son most of the time. I bar tend sometimes, listen to music and I read a lot stuff like that. I also travel probably every two weeks, and either to Chicago, to New York, and I just went to Portland. I am going back out to Portland and then to San Francisco and LA. It’s all the time.

Ex: During a shoot, are there any fantasies that come to mind are you focusing on the art, what are you thinking?

SC: It’s usually umm, honestly I’m usually thinking of how my belly is looking right now. You know, I try to create a lot lines in my work, and try to create a lot of emotion, connection between me, and the camera. Sometimes my mind wonders often into la, la land, and then I am thinking about eating steak and potatoes or something like that random. Umm, you know (she laughs). I could be thinking about the last episode of “Family Guy” or something like (she laughs). Nevertheless, honestly I’m really trying to focus on that connection, and making a fantastic shape of my body and just looking fabulous.

Ex: Where is your favorite spot to pose, is it the bedroom, living room, kitchen, outdoors, tell us where?

SC: As of this morning, it’s in front of many people in the middle of Manhattan (she bursts in laughter). It was just amazing. But, I would say, “I don’t know it’s weird, because there are two different types of modeling you can do, there is on location as what I did this morning, or you can do studio work, and there is different categories of those things, in studio work you can do stuff that is very posed. For example, in Cleveland we break into a lot of abandon broken down buildings. We put this beautiful naked woman in this horrible decrepit building, and it looks really cool, I like breaking into broken down buildings, or posing in the middle of New York like I did this morning”.

Ex: What is your pay rate for posing in the nude?

SC: I can make as much as $550.00 an hour.

Ex: When you are clothed, what is it that you would like to wear?

SC: Just black, okay maybe, sometimes a little earthly color too.

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Cocoa Grinder on the block

24 Jun

Cocoa_GrinderOn the go, go to Cocoa Grinder for a cup of Joe. When first walking up to the place it appears as if it were an old factory dating back to the 1950s. Huge plate glass windows a heavy door leading into the most cheerful looking bunch of employees, they seem ready to serve your every whim. Odd I had thought, since I am in New York a place where if there is someone too eager to serve you that could possibly mean that you are in danger. But that was not the case, they did not put me to work thank goodness; I loathe hard labor.

The host and chef are fine tuned cogs in this factory, the host threw a coal towards the chef, ouch, and the chef then tossed it into the fire. He did not say another word after he was given his orders to cook. Thrilled to have more than what he was able to handle. He quickly plotted his tools for the task. Simultaneously cracking two eggs, then tossing the two eggshells over his shoulder without missing a beat into the trashcan they went. It was such a feat that only the few who were there could admire.

The chef snickered as he did it once again, flip-flap and slapping the grill with his spatula, such precision. Surely, solely a Shogun Warrior could have done that, I thought. The metal-to-metal clinking clanking sounds caught the ears and eyes of everyone there causing us to turn around.

We looked at one another, as if it were a favorable sound, in the middle of our “Wow”, in snap their signature raps were ready and being served. A tortilla roll so delicious that if your fingers had teeth, they would devour it before your mouth would. If you did not know any better, one would think that there is a Szechuan Chef under that Shogun Warrior. However, that was not the case, the guy just loves to perform while cooking.

Buyer’s Confusion

11 Jun

Just to imagine the the confusion that a person is taken through when purchasing their first camera, it is a major headache. You are possibly wondering where is this going? Allow me to explain: I have a great advantage over many consumers when it involves purchasing camera equipment.

You might have guessed it, or perhaps you have not. I work for a major authorized camera dealer in New York, and I am exposed to an assortment of cameras, and I get to look, touch, use and taste (taste when no one is looking) test them all before the general public does. Selecting a major camera that suited my needs, it was as if it were a cool summer breeze. Choosing the best from all the rest was fun, and the camera did not cost me a fortune, no, I did not get discount nor was it for free, “if that is what you are thinking”.

Speaking of thinking: If I were a regular consumer, I would only know of three major camera brands, and that is all I would know of. Because of their pushy ads of course and if not ads, they are hearing it from their friends that have swallowed the hook and line as well. There is Canon, Nikon and Sony. Oh, that Sony that has stepped up their game with their new cutting edge (ouch) Sony A9, nice and heavy, it feels more like a brick. That is it that is all that I would know, after all I am regular consumer, right?

Okay, so that was not the case, and I ended up purchasing an Olympus M5 MII. The camera is fantastic, it is a tiny little thing that is jacked-up on steroids, how is that for meeting my expectations? It does it all at almost half the cost, those biggie names would cringe if the word were to ooze out. It is an amazing camera in low light, that you will think that you are a night owl. The image processing speed is fast, faster than some that shall remain nameless mirrorless cameras. Oh, yes, I didn’t mention it did I, yes, the Olympus is mirrorless, and it has a smaller sensor too and that does impart with it outrageous performance.

 

That was not the case when I had purchased my first DSLR ten years ago, falling for ads online there was little resources.

Nude Voka

19 Dec
nude-bottle

Nude Vodka in Newark, New Jersey. Photo By: Julio Ibarra

Searching for something nude, maybe it was some sort of new story I was looking for, so I thought. I didn’t really know what I was looking for at the time. My search led me to a local bar in the Iron bound section of Newark, New Jersey. As soon as I entered the bar it hit me, like a swift kick to the chin. I was looking for a drink, yeah, a drink, yummy. The late night heat mixed with the welcoming cool air that caress   bar’s open doors, it lured me in.

It’s an inconceivable thought that I would let the night waste away. But, I didn’t, my keen sense. I looked up from my slump, and I saw that sleek shape it made my mouth water. It was a thirst that I cannot forget. I scoured the liquor shelf for something new, and there, there its aura surrounding its beauty, it was there, beckoning me. It was nude, it had such curves; my selfish instinct told me to touch, then, ask questions, I couldn’t help myself. I realized my primitive desires were not in control of me and I had asked, as a gentleman that I am, if I can have a small taste of it. Just a small one or three, I thought I said.

There were uncontrollable thoughts that took-over-me. I was overwhelmed; I felt completely aroused, damn these feelings. I mean; it was crazy after all, I am a nudist, with little self-control. This should have been no big deal, “no pun intended”.

I sat hidden in a dimly lit corner of the bar, I was hoping that no one would notice me pointing at the curves on the label of the bottle, that read in white letters “Nude” on it too. My face was a bit flushed. I didn’t want the bar tender to think I was a pervert. I pointed nervously towards the bottle, and just said as I pointed, “I—I’ll have some of that”.

Never have I ever tasted nude before, see yes, touched it once, but to taste, now, that was virgin territory. I thought, “I have to give it a try”. I decided to order it straight up, then on the rocks, following coca cola with a complementary stirring stick (free is for me), I had to ask for a twist (life isn’t prefect). Last but not least I had the bard tender make me a screw diver. That is everyone’s favorite, I think. I know it’s mine now. By the way, how can I have forgotten; I had chocolate shots with it too, man, if I can tell you, it was good. The refreshing cool taste gave life to my dry pipes.

 

Each way and every way, I drank “Nude”, if this is the taste of Nude, then I want it stripped to nothing. It had a supple silky smooth flavor to it. This is the flesh fresh flavor of “Nude Vodha” that I will always favor, consider it cannibalism it is vodka that no one could resist. As Americas love for nudity grows, however bizarre it is to so many, Nude is now in a bottle, sort of.

Gotham’s Public Relations

4 Dec

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

June 15, 2016

Media Contact: Mr. Bruce Wayne, President of Wayne Enterprises

Unique Art Pieces Revealed for the First Time Ever in Gotham City

It has been 10 days of bliss for our beloved Gotham City. The crime rate in Gotham City has taken a plummet for the better. There have been no sightings of our mild-manner-crusader “Batman”. The chatter is all around town: how our crime stopper Batman has placed the very last evil villain the Joker into prison, where he will never be seen or heard of again. This is great news for our touring industry, now we will have a flux of visitor vacationing in Gotham City.

2:30 PM EST: In honoring the crusader’s hard work, our Mayor Bart Banks will use the city’s silver key to open the gates to Gotham’s City Garden Park. Our visitors will be enjoying free refreshments and food right off the barbecue grill; all donated by the Wayne Foundation. Visitors can relax under the cool blossoming apple trees. At 3 PM EST: Mr. Wayne will speak at the “Bruce Wayne Downtown Art Festival”. There will be artwork that has never been seen before. The small charity run will help the Victim’s of Crime, it involves our Mayor Banks sitting in a dunking tank, for every ball that hits the target dunking the Mayor: $500.00 is donated by the Wayne Foundation. Our local star Ray James and his band are playing our old time favorites. “My family has loved Gotham City for many years and has admiration for its people. You, yes you the people are the pillar that has made this city our home great again”, says Mr. Bruce Wayne, President of Wayne Enterprises.

Public Relations Example

4 Dec

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

The Wart News

June 12, 2016

Contact: Julio Ibarra

Editorial Chief

Phone: (212) 556-2100

Email: JAIBorroto@fullsail.edu

Website: thewartnews.org

The Wart News is the underground trend in local reporting

 Did you know that only 29% of the news is reported? You are missing out of what is happening right around the corner from where you are standing. The Wart News is not competing with major networks, but complementing their efforts in local news coverage as well. We have a new way to keep our youth interested in their future.

There is 81% of local news that is not reported. The latest craze in your area might have been overlooked. Ever wonder: which restaurant is the best place for a quick bite, at the best prices. The demo of our app is open for those that would like to see a new from ad alerts with local news. With our app you can plug-in what you like and keep it on, and if the food that you like is in the area our app will alert you, and direct you to it, that is The Wart News for you. We cover world news as well, watching for the Associated Press coverage. We aim to bring you the best news possible, and news that you would not normally hear about.

ASTORIA, NY. – June 12, 2016 – We have launched the very first news service of its kind. With easy access from anywhere, our phone app will send you only the alerts that you are requesting. You have a particular restaurant that you like, and want to know about their latest specials for the week, The “News Wart” will send you new worthy alerts, so that you would not miss that special of the day.

We will also send you the news that would like to read about, not just news that you can find anywhere. We are always in the hunt for the latest news right around the corner from you. Also, we will have off the beaten path documentaries. The video documentary team will consist of local students, to help them promote their career. Our viewers will have a voting option, which will determine the best-documented coverage of a local subject, and once the student gets a certain amount of thumbs up for his or her work. The Wart News sets them up for a scholarship to further their education.

We have designed a new way for our youth to express their thoughts in the world we live in. Through your help, we can keep our youth occupied with creativity. So news will not be just news The Wart News looks for local excitement. We survive on the public’s donations.

Divine Wines Of All Kinds

4 Dec
Wines

Visitor mill about in Adega Wines and Spirits are walking past the wine section of the store. Photo By: Julio A. Ibarra

A new home for wine connoisseurs could not have been any better. Since “Adega Wine and Spirits” have opened their doors on October 10, 2013 they have become the new beat in Astoria. With its dash of old-world décor, classical music and their wine tasting weekends, it is just simply breathtaking eloquence to the eyes, ears and palate. Its vibrancy radiates in the air as you stroll passed the labyrinth of some of the finest wines and liquors that are just so pleasantly inviting.

Glistening glasses of wine are held delicately towards the light to see the wines form and as the bouquet is swirled, sniffed and sipped there are smiles. The sound of the music seems to pause as tinkering glasses and lighthearted laughter can be heard from patrons in the store. A striking blonde haired hostess gently sways her hand towards the opened bottles of Cabernet Sauvignon, Chardonnay, Pinot Noir and Sauvignon Blanc, magically gesturing as if she is offering more. Instead, her angelic voice describes the wine’s origin to the core of its seed. “Magnificence to its purest”, she recites. Those that were listening their heads nodded with approval.

An-applause is heard, next, a raised hand of a patron with a question, and another with cash in hand ready to buy. “Let me have two of the red, I’ll take those home”, the middle-aged woman said. Intoxicated with the thought of having found a worldly sommelier, confidently off they went rejoicing their purchase, knowing they’ll be back for more. As the two ladies walked out with two bottles in each hand, they squeezed past the doorway as three were walking in. A home welcoming smile by the cashier was as if it were the cue for another bottle of “Cabernet Sauvignon” to be opened, “pop”, the cork echoes in the store.