Creepy figure drawing model alert! Ron is still in business
Okay, I can't remember who was in figure drawing at NSS but I had a utterly bizarre experience last night and I have to share it. Remember Ron -- the dude with whips and tutus? I ran into him.
It was my last AGO figure drawing class. I rushed into the gallery, tried to make my way downstairs but was blocked because there was a presentation.
Then I see Ron; he's fluttering about, scared that he'll be late. He rushes in the opposite direction to find a way to the studio and I follow him smiling.
I'm like, "hey, I used to draw you in high school."
His eyes pop out. He looks at me scared and continues to turn in circles. He can't find a way downstairs.
As a side, I used to see him on the Eglinton bus sometimes after Clarke's class. It would always freak me out to see the man I just drew naked, in clothes. I decided not to tell him that now.
The two of us eventually found our way downstairs. It was our last class so people brought wine and beer. Ron immediately grabs a Heineken and gets naked. I bring some cheetos with me over to my easel.
All of a sudden he's smirking at me and imitating me chew.
"You should just draw with those cheetos," he says loudly (don't forget that Ron's modelling here --it's quiet, everyone is concentrating)
I blush and look down. Yes I'm using orange conte but is this freak on drugs? Draw with my cheetos? Maybe I was chewing with my mouth open or something and drew attention to myself.
It's a long pose and I'm supposed to at least attempt his face. But when I look at it, he's staring at me creepily and I can't focus. My teacher comes over and tells me to draw a face. "Even if it doesn't look like him," he says. The girl beside me makes Ron look like Bowie.
This is where I cave. Ron knows he's gotten to me. I start giggling and have to stare at one spot on the wall to prevent going into hysterics.
All this would suggest how awful my drawing turned out but that's not the point.
The point is that Ron still looks like a ballerina on acid.
He told me that Mrs Clarke tried to prostitute him off. "She's insane," he says, to which I think -- you two were probably a good match.
He liked Lou though, as in Chard. I guess Ron never saw him adjust his dentures.
Ron rushed out with his bag of props before the class ended and I'll probably never see him again. But I'm just warning you. He's still on the loose.
I just can't stop laughing
It was my last AGO figure drawing class. I rushed into the gallery, tried to make my way downstairs but was blocked because there was a presentation.
Then I see Ron; he's fluttering about, scared that he'll be late. He rushes in the opposite direction to find a way to the studio and I follow him smiling.
I'm like, "hey, I used to draw you in high school."
His eyes pop out. He looks at me scared and continues to turn in circles. He can't find a way downstairs.
As a side, I used to see him on the Eglinton bus sometimes after Clarke's class. It would always freak me out to see the man I just drew naked, in clothes. I decided not to tell him that now.
The two of us eventually found our way downstairs. It was our last class so people brought wine and beer. Ron immediately grabs a Heineken and gets naked. I bring some cheetos with me over to my easel.
All of a sudden he's smirking at me and imitating me chew.
"You should just draw with those cheetos," he says loudly (don't forget that Ron's modelling here --it's quiet, everyone is concentrating)
I blush and look down. Yes I'm using orange conte but is this freak on drugs? Draw with my cheetos? Maybe I was chewing with my mouth open or something and drew attention to myself.
It's a long pose and I'm supposed to at least attempt his face. But when I look at it, he's staring at me creepily and I can't focus. My teacher comes over and tells me to draw a face. "Even if it doesn't look like him," he says. The girl beside me makes Ron look like Bowie.
This is where I cave. Ron knows he's gotten to me. I start giggling and have to stare at one spot on the wall to prevent going into hysterics.
All this would suggest how awful my drawing turned out but that's not the point.
The point is that Ron still looks like a ballerina on acid.
He told me that Mrs Clarke tried to prostitute him off. "She's insane," he says, to which I think -- you two were probably a good match.
He liked Lou though, as in Chard. I guess Ron never saw him adjust his dentures.
Ron rushed out with his bag of props before the class ended and I'll probably never see him again. But I'm just warning you. He's still on the loose.
I just can't stop laughing