In which our intrepid heroine rants against ageism and goes a bit “Dorian”

I had a tag on MM from a very nice photographer yesterday, who complimented me on my port and said “Thank you for helping to prove BEAUTY is AGELESS.”

Blimey, I can’t tell you how unbearably OLD that made me feel.
After I finished turning the air blue with a colourful rant against photographers who make a model feel like a fossil, Rich pointed out that the poor chap in question was only trying to be nice.

“Then he should be more bloody tactful, shouldn’t he?” I snapped.
I can imagine how understanding the MM community would be if a photographer said “Thank you for helping to prove BLACK is BEAUTIFUL”.

Humph.

Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
And age related comments really push my buttons.

Changing the subject before I get all hot and bothered again…

The image below is from today’s shoot. Yes, this is indeed the sculpture I was talking about in my last post. According to the sculptor, it is made from clay, glazed and fired with a special process which produces the crackling effect. If you could actually see it close up, it really is a stunning piece of work. It is also immensely heavy.

Because this image is squished down for the web, Blogger doesn’t do it justice. Close-up, it is incredibly cool…or at least I think so anyway.

After seeing this, my twelve year old son, who is halfway through the last Harry Potter, has now decided to call me “Voldermother”…