This was lovely. On my last visit to The Conservatoire I had a chill in my bones that not even three fan heaters could help shift, but now – mid-January – I was set up with an industrial-strength ceramic heater plus two small radiators. The ceramic heater on its own emitted so much heat that the radiators were immediately redundant. Bizarre then, to start with “warm-up” poses. Three of 1-minute, 5-minutes, 10-minutes…
I had it in mind that for the long pose, from 8pm to 10pm, I would offer to stand. It was surely time for me to remain upright again; or so I thought. Tutor Victoria Rance had other plans, however. Having recently rediscovered an old drawing of me in the foetal position, she was inspired to get me curled up once more. I duly lay down on my side, pulled my ankles towards my body and hooked one arm over my head.
I stayed in this position for three quarters of an hour up to the first break, which lasted about 10 minutes. For much of that time I was shaking numbness from my upper arm, but at least I’d avoided aches and pains. No such luck when we resumed, alas, as my hooked arm soon started complaining. I rode it out until the second break, then rode it out again to the end. All in a good cause, though – some very neatly proportioned art.
Whilst I’d personally enjoyed a three-and-a-half week break from life modelling over Christmas and New Year, Life drawing Aldgate and Shoreditch continued without missing a weekend; one session each Saturday, two on Sundays. Its reward for such reliability is an ever burgeoning throng of artists at The Dellow Centre.
On the first weekend of January, I was booked for the Sunday morning slot. I started with a 15-minute standing pose, then progressed through quick work of 3-minutes, 2, 1-minute, 45-seconds, 30, 15 and 7-seconds, down to two poses of 15-minutes each that took us up to half-time.
It was quite crowded, but with room for one or two more people. One person who duly filled a gap during the break was Esther. She would be modelling for the session that followed mine but arrived early to sketch my second half work. The group’s organiser, Tim, handed me sticks to use as props and I resumed with two 20-minute poses.
With a little under ten minutes till the end we still had time to fit in four poses each of slightly less than 2-minutes. I evolved and revolved, 90 degrees with each change in position, from kneeling up to standing. Tim gave thanks and generous applause was forthcoming. Most artists then packed up and drifted away, but I stuck around.
I decided to return the compliment and draw Esther. We had just half an hour between sessions, but this was ample time for the room to refill beyond capacity. I’d never seen it so busy and reckoned there to be 47 artists plus Tim, me and Esther. 2019 looks set to be a bumper year for life drawing here in east London.
With only a dozen days to go till Christmas, my year in life modelling came to an end at the Royal Inn on the Park. I treated myself to a large red wine, then prepared the space by placing my white sheet over the way too ambitious pose illustrations on the venue’s yoga mat, before aligning with a solitary yet entirely adequate fan heater…
And so to work. I struck a suitably dramatic 10-minute upright pose to get us started, then moved to a sequence of three 2-minute poses before lengthening out with poses of 5-minutes, 10-minutes, and 15-minutes. Exactly 12 and a half minutes remained of the first half, so I saw them out as I’d begun: on my two feet.

Artwork by Peter Dobbin.

Artwork by Peter Dobbin.

Artwork by Ed J Bucknall.

Artwork by Ed J Bucknall.
After an interval, I resumed with what would be my last two poses this side of the first weekend in January. I began by sitting on a chair for 30-minutes with one knee raised and one arm resting upon it. Then for a final 30-minutes I stood with hands behind my neck and elbows winging out above my head.

Artwork by Peter Dobbin.

Artwork by Ed J Bucknall.

Artwork by Peter Dobbin.
For no-one’s satisfaction except my own, I’d intended to end 2018 with a tough pose, and this was it. Regrettably I had to shake out my ever-tightening left arm a couple of times towards the end, but it seemed not to disturb the artists. One even kindly gifted me their drawing – Christmas had come early here in north east London.
After somehow muddling-up my London suburbs and arriving with just five minutes to spare for my debut booking here in March, this time I was more attentive. Too much, in fact, as I was fully a half-hour early. The Common House, Woodside Square was still in darkness as I joined one equally keen artist in waiting patiently at the door. But not for long, as group organiser Tanja Hassel was soon with us on the scene.
More artists turned up and together we set-out chairs and trestle tables in a long line, turning 90 degrees at one corner of the room. When the poses began it was with two of 2-minutes, three of 5-minutes, one of 10-minutes and two of 15-minutes to take us up to an interval. I was still feeling inspired by the weekend’s Egon Schiele event so several of the poses assumed a Schiele-esque stamp.
After tea and Tanja’s spiced German biscuits, we finished the evening with a dynamic standing pose of 20-minutes, followed by a forward semi-reclining pose of 25-minutes. There was nothing of Schiele in these two, just my own angled torso. Our artists gave it their full serene attention, producing some excellent work. This was my penultimate session of the year and I thoroughly enjoyed sharing it at a Jolly Sketcher group.
The Egon Schiele themed workshop run by London Drawing Group at Lewisham Arthouse on 7 October proved such a success – with demand for tickets surpassing availability – that a second session was organised two months later. Lucy McGeown would be facilitating again, and I would once more be the model.
11°C – that’s what a thermometer on the wall said when I arrived early at the Arthouse life drawing room. Two heaters high up on opposite walls were glowing red, but did not seem to emanating heat with any great urgency. Never mind; hot-blooded artists were starting to arrive and the first set of poses would surely get us all warmed-up.
1-minute and 3-minute poses
Before any drawing commenced, Lucy held a succinct yet comprehensive talk on the life and works of Schiele. Examples of his art were taped the length of one wall, and I used several of these as inspiration when we began with short poses: ten of 1-minute and four of 3-minutes.
7-minute pose – close-up
Each artist observed me from behind an easel and board. For our next 7-minute pose, Lucy suggested they come forward and sit around me on the floor to draw an extreme anatomical close-up. I provided a full body pose for consideration, yet everyone chose to zoom-in on my face or head. Curious!
7-minute pose – three rotations
The next three drawings all captured the same pose, rotated one hundred and twenty degrees after each change. Pose lengths would once more be 7-minutes, so we were still working rapidly with loose lines. I continued to offer angles with my limbs, inviting artists to render them in the Schiele style – many accepted the invitation.
20-minute pose
There was time for a single 20-minute pose before lunch so I set myself in a standing position, with one hand cupping my chin and the other arm wrapped around my hand, as in Schiele’s 1914 ‘Standing Male Nude with a Red Loincloth‘. Before dressing to pop out for food, I checked the thermometer again; it had soared to 14°C.
1-minute poses
Upon our return, we warmed-up again with four swift 1-minute poses. The first was to be drawn blind – that’s looking only at me, never at the paper – then the second was OK to look at the paper, the third was once more blind, the fourth another looker. My glasses were on the floor beside me, so personally I couldn’t look at anything.
20-minute poses
Three longer poses would conclude our workshop exercises – with Lucy encouraging artists to experiment more with colour. The first two poses would be 20-minutes each. To begin, I shaped myself into a low, limb-tangled knot on the floor, echoing Schiele’s ‘Nude Self-Portrait, Squatting‘ from 1916.
For the next 20-minute pose I sat upright on a chair with my legs folded and one hand resting behind me so I could lean back slightly. This wasn’t an attempt to recreate the figure of any specific Schiele painting; rather I was simply exposing my ribs and limbs in a way not hitherto manifested.

“Wistful” sketch by Lucy McGeown.
40-minute pose
My final pose was to last 40-minutes. It would be my first one of the day in a reclining attitude with a typical life model torso twist and, to maintain some Schiele inspiration, hands in the style of his ‘Mime van Osen‘ (1910). In the previous two poses my eyes had flickered briefly as if to sleep, but now – with eyes closed – I remained alert.
It had been fun! At lunch time, Lucy popped home and fetched another fan heater, so while the room only crept up to 17°C, at least I personally achieved a modest level of toastiness. Artists shared their works for general admiration and my phone’s camera feasted greedily. It had been another fine London Drawing Group workshop.













































































































































