Word: modelling
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...touch was extraordinary, but its bravura passages are in the details: how the generalized bagginess of a trouser leg, for instance, rendered in flat, thin paint and firmed up with swift daubs of darker tone in the folds, contrasts with the thick, creamy white directional brush strokes that model the curve of a spat. The ceaseless, intelligent play of flat and round, thick and thin, "slow" and "fast" passages of paint is what gives Manet's surface its probing liveliness. There is nothing "miraculous" about it, but it was not the result of a mechanically acquired technique either...
...guise of a Second Empire pictorial machine. At the same time it is intensely serious (as farce can be), and one of the victims of its seriousness is the stereo type of the nude. Manet invariably painted women as equal beings, not as denatured objects of allure. Victorine, the model, is clearly a model doing a professional stint; the illusions of the salon body, timelessness and glamour, are no longer properties of nakedness. Other artists painted nymphs as whores; it took Manet, in the Olympia, to paint a whore as her own person, staring back at the voyeurs, restricting...
...best friend Liz, a model whom I met during my first month in New York, once said something which put everything into perspective for me from that moment on: "You go to the grave alone." A cliche, certainly. But said in the right way, at the right time, and by the right person, this meat-and-potatoes statement has since served as my best companion during times when I've been obsessed with the opinions of others or afraid to take a chance at something for fear of failure. The most useful insight of my life, which was also...
...however much my own attitude towards models and actresses had been enlightened. I still had to contend with the assumption on the part of people I met and men I dated outside the business, that stupidity was a prerequisite for a modeling career. At one point, though. I had to ask myself if I really had the right to feel indignant about being treated like a dumb model, because there was a growing ring of truth to it. I had left high school at 16, a voracious reader Now, at 23, I hadn't read through a book in years...
...find the incongruity between ideology and real life especially disheartening when it distorts feminist thinking. As a model I was occasionally subjected to the criticisms and disdain of women who called themselves feminists. Once, while modeling on a talk show. I introduced myself during a filming break to one of the show's guests, a prominent feminist writer whose latest book I'd perused and brought along to be autographed. She glared at the furs and jewelry and heavy makeup I was wearing, asked my name as she took the book and, with pursed lips, scrawled. "To Maggie--in sisterhood...