artist, model, canvas
It's simple. I am going to take off my clothes and my watch and my glasses (so that even if I could see what time it is, I couldn't see what time it is), and go into a studio that is seven degrees, and hold absolutely still for a million years. And Marc the artist will forget that I am anything but a collection of tones and values and shapes and shades, and he will also forget that he is not responsible for what I look like.
Inscape: Vol. 7:
3, Article 7.
Available at: https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/inscape/vol7/iss3/7