Show I I THE THE LIFE OF AN ARTISTS ARTIST'S MODEL I ATTEND AN ART EXHIBITION-AND EXHIBITION POSE BEFORE MIRROR I I I I I 2 I II I I 1 Manya Rudina native of Russia came to Canada with her parents who settled near Winnipeg Miss Rudina had always longed to be an artists artist's model After sketching her earlier life she is telling how she ie came to New and finally became one of the most sought models in the studios CHAPTER 6 By Manya Rudina Famous New York Artists Artist's Model Having decided that I could not possibly possibly pos pos- sibly live the life me of a chorus girl and with my purse now exceedingly slim I Iwas Iwas was becoming rather desperate I wrote to my parents in Winnipeg telling them I was surely going to get work soon and would they please send me a little money With the few dollars my parents mailed me I 1 decided to forget my troubles troubles troubles trou trou- bles for a few days Cays ays and to spend the time visiting the picture galleries and art shows I read in an evening paper of a big exhibition of some wonderful pictures in a gallery galler on Fifth avenue The next morning early I went to this gallery All the pictures interested me and one particularly It was a canvas of a ayoung ayoung ayoung young firl fir in a dancing poser It fasci fascinated me I stood before it for a long longtime time I could not take my eyes off it Why cant can't I realize those dreams I had once upon a time and become an Pl n artists artist's model I kept repeating to lo myself Then I t looked at a figure of n R. nude Yes Tes I could be a model too The Idea made the blood rush to my cheeks I felt filled with fire tire All my old ambitions ambitions ambitions ambi ambi- were awakened Yes I would at last hip holp to create something beautiful I would become a professional moOd model losin I argued was tho the nearest thing thine to dancing the I Ij All the way home on subway could see the girl in that picture dancing I j before my eyes eybs My head was so full tull of I my new plans I felt so inspired with new hopes and visions that I went past my I station I When I finally reached home I tore off my street clothes and began to pose before my mirror I studied all kinds of lines and poses I was much too ex excited excited excited ex- ex cited to eat my dinner Before jumping into bed bcd I 1 again posed I could not sleep I 1 tossed in In my bed picturing poses and building castles In the air until the morning sun sent its first gladdening rays I through my window curtains when 1 closed my eyes in sheer exhaustion I The next day I decided to get sit sit- tings But how I 1 did not know many people in New York Then I remembered remembered remembered I having once onre met a a. young young- student who was going to be bo a sculptor I went I to him for advice At first he laughed at me when I told him that I wanted to be an ar artists artist's artists artist's artists artist's ar- ar model It was terribly hard work he told me It will make you very tired and you will soon get very sick of it and drop it No I am going to be a model I in in in- I convinced him of my deter deter- Well the only thing to do he said Is s to take the addresses of artists call calla a at t their studios and ask them whether they want a model No I said to myself that's too sor sor- did That's too much like seeking a la laborers laborer's Ia- Ia borers borer's job Am I not an artist too I want to create something I 1 will walt wait until somebody wants to paint me In her next chapter Rudina tells tell how she met the artist for whom she sha hogan began to pose in New York |