I Was a Nude Still Life Model and This is What the Experience Taught Me

After a lifetime of body image issues, I’m done being afraid

Carly Newberg
The Memoirist

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Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

A little over a week ago, I was a still-life model for a small group of artists in my city. I couldn’t resist writing about just how healing, empowering, and enlightening the experience was.

I didn’t know we had a still life class in town but was approached by one of the artists, who also is the owner of the old elementary school it took place at. Through much hard work and community support, this charming school has been transformed into an art, music, and recreation hub that offers various shows, classes, and events throughout the year.

Inside the building is a hostel, a couple of permanent residences, a publishing library, and a large theatre. It’s — in my opinion — one of the coolest spaces in Baker City, Oregon, which made agreeing to be a still-life model there easy.

I had the choice to go partially clothed or nude

The option was mine as to how much I wanted to reveal during the two-hour-long session spent posing for different lengths of time; I could wear activewear, undergarments, or go completely nude.

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Carly Newberg
The Memoirist

Yoga teacher / freelance writer / mental health advocate writing boldly & bravely about relatable life experiences. I’m done staying silent.