So I had the displeasure of working is an unprofessional model recently and I want to vent about it.
This past month a team of us traveled across the sea to compete at a festival for body painting and special fx. Actually its not as mundane as that….. It is “the” festival to prove yourself and showcase your art in the field of Bodypainting. Needless to say it was a very epic journey.
Before I continue further I want to thank all the sponsors that helped us raise a portion of the funds needed on Indiegogo. Thank you so so much. Everything we did and created while we were over seas could not have been accomplished with out your generosity, and support. I want you all to know that we did amazing at the festival and I hope you understand that this rant in no way lessens our appreciation for what each one of you did or contributed towards our cause!
The trip overseas and the festival was wonderful. This rant is just a small fraction of something that had left a bad taste in my mouth and I needed to get it out. As an artist I work as hard as I can doing what I love doing. I make a living at what I do and feel very blessed for that. Im not rich by no means but Im not starving by any means either. Over the years I’ve matured and become more responsible with my finances. I’ve traveled a little. I’ve also been fortunate enough to have been taught manners and just plain common sense.
I will take some of the blame myself… As I prepared myself for this trip I choose to take a model from the states since I needed all my pieces to fit perfectly. My first 4 choices weren’t available for different reasons, family, work, drunkard. So upon that, my time table was coming to a head for me to have enough time to be able to life cast, sculpt, and cast. I would have to choose someone that we knew well…..or thought we did…. and someone with a flexible work schedule.
Everything went well until we landed in a foreign land….ugh
I had the displeasure of traveling with the stereotypes of this new generation, whose anthem “Yolo” sounds like the poor mans ” Carpe Diem”
…….. HERE BEGINS MY RANT…….
I have no idea what turns a person into the Ugly Stereotype by just plucking them out of their country and into someone else’s backyard. With enough time before this trip even began I told the model what europe was like and that they should prepare enough funds for the things I would not be able to cover. I approached them twice and asked if they had it in their funds to go if not there would be no hard feelings and I would find someone. I received a ” Totes! I got this” a phrase I would get many times before the trip ended. I can assure the reader that no totes were gotten.
Let me let you all in on a little of what was covered for this particular model. Round trip ticket to Europe was paid for by my wife and I…. 9 days room and board paid by me, my wife, and sponors… Train tickets…. me, my wife, and sponors.
I told the model to bring enough for food, souvenirs, and one night to help in Veinna. Aside from that my wife and I would try to cover some meals and groceries on the trip.
Holy fuck balls! The entire trip was a broken record of the best of Ugly America songs. Everything in Europe is so expensive in America is costs this… Why don’t people speak in English first….. Im not eating the food here its all a bunch of carbs….. Well how much is that in dollars?
……… To be Continued in Part Two of this novel long rant!