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Painter standing before the canvas and the nude model striking a pose. The unabashed gaze permitted under the name of art. Goosebumps forming on the model's skin, unmoving for so long, and the painter's impulse to touch her skin with the brush instead of the canvas. Every curve of the human body revealed under the north-facing natural light of the studio.
The boundary between artistic nudity and sexual desire. The painter's observational gaze. Transition from the model's passive pose to active engagement.
A young artist's personal studio. The model hired for the new series is a fellow from art college. The woman he had a crush on in undergraduate days volunteered as a model. He tries to act professional but can't hide his trembling hands.
She arrives at the studio, takes off her robe, and stands on the podium. Three years after graduation, the shock of confronting her changed body lines. The hand holding the charcoal trembles. "Make yourself comfortable." Her words only make you more tense. Where to put your gaze.
"Can you raise your arm a bit more?" Words aren't enough, so you approach directly and adjust the angle of her arm. Fingers touching bare skin. She flinches, "Your hands are cold." She smiles. Charcoal dust leaves handprints on her arm.