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\n[Art Life]<\/em><\/p>\n

Art-Model Miss B. Five Years Later<\/h1>\n

by Reviewer Rob<\/strong><\/p>\n

It had been a while since I’d seen Miss B. Five years had come and gone and now, this past March, the full-time art-model\/dancer and sexy street wench originally from the Rust Belt was to be found in Venice Beach near the pier, living the feral life of a traveling bohemian muse.<\/p>\n

A lot can change in five years. Back then she told me she’d never lived in a foreign non-English-speaking country. Now she had traversed the globe, working in Western Europe as well as South America and various Arab nations. She was a bit harder but just as beautiful as I remembered her. And she’d stopped chain-smoking! In person Miss B’s more petite than expected from her photos, especially when nude due to unusually photogenic limb-to-torso proportions. I’m sure she got enough work to survive while abroad as an American art-model bravely traveling alone. She’d make a great subject for sculpture, or literature for that matter.<\/p>\n

Now she was in Los Angeles temporarily as a photographer’s model and had finished a San Fernando Valley motel shoot a day or two before, planning just one more night in Venice with her newly bought guitar before taking a bus ride back to her current home in Las Vegas the next day. When I found this out I dropped everything and drove up to L.A. from San Diego, making plans to meet and buy her a beer. I contrived as a reason for my sudden road trip that I wanted to get copies of the LA WEEKLY<\/em> and The Argonaut<\/em> as well as some of the other free publications currently distributed in Lalaland. This was partially true. I hadn’t perused them in a while and as an editor needed to keep current. My other reasons I kept to myself: to see her and hear about her recent two years of solo-travels through Europe, Brazil and the Middle East, as well as evaluate how she’d changed personality-wise.<\/p>\n

I shot so many photos of her back in 2010. At the time I was playing with the idea of making a serious pay-site\/member’s section on Reviewer Magazine<\/em>‘s website, with a “Premium” content, and needed to shoot new material for it. Miss B flew out twice from New Orleans where she was based at the time and I hosted her at my San Diego apartment for a two week visit each. We shot a lot of nudes. Pretty much all of it I liked a lot, too. As with all really great models it’s difficult to make a boring photo of her.<\/p>\n

When she came to me in 2010 she was 22 years-old and had an achey-breaky heart from a recent breakup but was throwing herself into her work as an art model looking for gigs. I was enamored with how she was like a young sponge, soaking up every situation and growing as an artist. She spend hours drawing and painting on my desk in her downtime, was interested in becoming a musician and would courteously turn off her phone and not text while riding as a passenger in my car so as to focus on present conversation. She was both a sweet little lady and a hardcore alt-punk rocker.<\/p>\n

This time we sat on the night sand in Venice Beach and drank a couple of kraft beers from a liquor store by the pier that sold a defective bottle-opener to me (the soft metal bent into useless shapes while trying to open a Stone Breweries’ Arrogant Bastard bottletop) and I did some catching up with this fine little princess.<\/p>\n

Yes she’d changed, but was still a committed artist, and still had that fiery spark of creativity and lust for adventure. But now it’s tempered with a bit more life experience and realism.<\/p>\n

I have the content archived from those days of trial and error, but the “Member’s Section” at the Reviewer Magazine<\/em> website is no more. That was an experiment that ran its course. Miss B was a part of it and, though her tumultuous character was both entertaining and challenging to deal with, I really enjoyed having her to work with.<\/p>\n


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