October 04, 2012

Waiting Woman

I had decided that this conference’s naked photo should be of a man, just to help even out the gender imbalance. My friend Philadelphia Guy is having a great year — he got engaged to the woman of his dreams and then got a book contract soon after. I knew he’d be easy. Other male friends, when we talked about the naked blogging project, nodded and said, “Sure, I’ll pose.”

So the men did offer this year. Really, they did.

But actually taking the photo proved to be difficult. I wanted natural light, but our daytimes were packed with back-to-back sessions. I did carry my camera to sessions one day, offering to snap the photo out in the hallway, but my friends seemed to think I was joking when I asked them to strip amongst their laptop-carrying, coffee-drinking colleagues.

On Saturday, I returned to my room for a short break before the business luncheon, and found my roommate there, preparing what she needed to bring to the lunch. We began talking about the similarities in our lives. We both have sons who are seniors in high school, who will be going onto college next year. We have elderly family members — my mother-in-law and her mother — entering the last stages of their life.

“It’s a liminal stage,” she said.

“We’re both such caretakers,” I said to her. “I wonder what the next stage of life will be like.”

As we talked, I noticed that diffuse light coming through the window, striking her dark hair, and I said, abruptly, “Hey! Can I take a naked photo of you?”

I couldn’t remember, actually, whether or not I’d told her about the project, but I figured she might have heard about it from someone else. It’s a small conference. Word gets around.

“You get to choose your own pseudonym,” I said by way of a bribe.

She laughed. I took that as consent and jumped up to get my camera. She stripped her clothes off.

“I’ve thought of a pseudonym,” she said as she sat back down in the chair. “How about Waiting Woman?”

I snapped the photo. “That’s perfect,” I said. “Waiting describes this stage of life, but it’s also a verb – you’re always waiting on people.”

She nodded. “Exactly.”

Waiting

(Readers who want the history of the naked photo tradition can check it out here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and  here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here.)

12 comments:

readersguide said...

I love this one. For all the reasons you can guess.

Holly said...

Beautiful!

Anonymous said...

Just lovely.

liz said...

Georgeous. I do so love this series

KAKsdad said...

Very nice

Bardiac said...

I love this series, too. It's such a beautiful and respectful way to honor our bodies and selves.

Sass said...

Waiting Woman - perfect. What an artist you are! I can't help but wonder what she's dreaming about letting her eyes swim about such a tall window. So cool...

Cindy said...

I just glimpse the expression on her face, which is lovely. This is a great series.

Anonymous said...

I wonder if you might want to create a central page with links to the photos? The list of "here"s is growing increasingly long, and re-finding a particular photo (like those around Dark Elegy) can be challenging.

Zhoen said...

Every body is lovely, looked at the right way. As you do.

jo(e) said...

Anon: You can use this link to find all the photos. Each photo has a link that will bring you back to the blog post that it originally appeared in.

Jeff C. said...

Beautiful as always.

The line:
“Waiting describes this stage of life, but it’s also a verb – you’re always waiting on people.”

is so how I feel at times right now.