Lochaber Hall, London, 11 June 2016

• standing, leaning back, left hand over face, right hand reaching to the right
• standing, body twisted to the left, both arms reaching over, left and down
• standing, bent and crouching slightly to the right, both hands on head
• standing, upright with both arms gesturing up towards the left
• standing, legs crossed, arms crossed, hands on shoulders
• kneeling, facing to the right, like a sprinter about to start
• sitting, legs crossed in a full lotus position, hands on knees

• sitting, legs bent to the left, hands on the floor to the right
• standing, left hand on left hip, right hand on right side of neck

Then came my first 45-minutes in the pose that would take us through the remainder of the session. On this, my second visit to Lochaber Hall I was being drawn and/or painted by three female and three male artists, plus the group’s organiser, David. On my first visit just three male artists had been there, but now the group was possibly up to full strength. A nice, if rather quiet, atmosphere carried us through to our break for tea and digestive biscuits.

During this interval I felt immensely flattered when one of the artists asked me if I was a dancer. I replied that in the evening I would be going to a party, with dancing certain to happen, but this was the limit of my talents. After some pleasant conversation and a couple more digestives I resumed my long pose – sitting on the floor, as requested, similar to the long pose of my previous visit – and continued thus for 55-minutes, with one short break to stretch my limbs.

This was a 3-hour Saturday session, from 9:30am to 12:30pm. The three male artists slipped away separately in their own time, but those that went the distance had good work to show for it, and were positive in their feedback. I couldn’t stay chatting for too long, however, as that afternoon I was set to be cycling nude around London for about three hours – more of which in a later blog! For now, I just hoped I hadn’t over-exerted my legs in pose. The spring in my step as I walked away suggested all was well.