I bring art into life because I cannot imagine being any other way.
My first images were born from an accepted proposal of a shoot with a pleading friend who was a very enthused amateur photographer. I thought these would be my only images. Following this, I had very frequent offers from photographers to model for them through social media, and even through being stopped in the street on several occasions. I always refused. Modelling was not a world I conjured I belonged in. I was always the shy, strange little goth girl in the corner reading Poe - not the attention seeking kind. I'd actually go out of my way to avoid it and sometimes I still do (if i'm not literally forced into having confidence by my other half). The change came when I entered an image into an online competition expecting nothing, and won. I began to take this foreign land of posing and pouting a little more seriously and it has spiraled from there.
In literal modelling terms - I'm alternative because I didn't grow tall enough. In regards to my aesthetic - i'm alternative because I rely on my own reason, and my own value-judgements. This means i make different choices (including aesthetic choices) to those who decide to rely on the beige, arbitrary whim of others.
I enjoy the designing, the making, the creating. The posing factor (and a little acting) is mandatory in order to portray the outfit you have made, or the props you've brought.
The only difference between an amateur and a professional is pay. I do paid work, but i'm always charmed by ideas - meaning I do a lot of shoots for trade. An artist should be thorough enough to make his life his art and not just produce it for the eyes of others. I am autodidactic and have created everything about myself through volition and not through lazy osmosis. What you see is exactly how I am everyday.
I love humans. So you may have to ask which century. My main heroes are Lord Byron, Doc Holliday, Augustus Pugin, Benjamin Franklin, Theda Bara and Dave Vanian. I could talk for hours as to why, so I shall be kind and not torture you with my geek rays.
Modelling is so very far away from what I imagined myself doing so I have faltered on occasions and sought a swift exit. The main reason I decided to continue was the kindness of strangers. I receive so many messages of encouragement from folk i've never met detailing how I have inspired them...they leave me with a sense of duty, and a renewed confidence to continue. Perhaps I do fit into this foreign land of modelling after all. So, my inspiration comes from the kindness of strangers.
I have a website which is in a (slow, but gradual) state of creation so I am excited to launch that this year. The website will contain not only my modelling work, but a shop in which to buy voodoo dolls which I hand sew, and a snippet of the nonsense I write in my spare time. I would like to look into making some more conceptual images in the near future also.
Every being has passion and creativity. The crux of a person is WHAT they choose to feel passionate about, and WHAT they choose to create. Passion is an emotional response to (for example) a piece of music, a film, a book, a zeitgeist by which your view of existence feels mirrored, fuelled, justified. I feel passion for the self-made man, for romantic art, for science, for l'art pour l'art, for the continual struggle for self improvement. Art which reflects my sense of life will give me a warm hug inside, fuelling me to take part in another day of grey and rain.
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