I posted last time about my application to the Discovery Channel primitive survival show Naked and Afraid. I'm still hoping/waiting for a callback on that, but I decided that I needed to prepare myself just in case I, by some miracle, do get chosen. So I started taking my evening walks barefooted to toughen the soles of my feet. My first such barefooted walk was Saturday night. I modeled for the Sunday open figure drawing lab at the Dallas Creative Arts Center the following day, and my feet killed me the entire three hours. The gestures were difficult enough, but the first 30 minute pose was a standing one. Normally, I love standing poses, but this one was a struggle with my sore feet.
My mistake, I think, was staying on the concrete sidewalk. I went on another walk Monday night and varied my surfaces from concrete to green grass to bare dirt to brown, dead grass. I also walked across the playground at the park which is composed of wood shavings. That wood felt worse than anything.
I wrote a blog post last year called Getting My Head Examined about modeling for a portrait session. Maybe I do need my head examined in another way for wanting to be on this Naked and Afraid show. I first watched it in a hotel room in Austin. I was going to testify before the Texas Senate Health and Human Services Committee the following day regarding the "fetal pain" bill, so I had a lot on my mind. As soon as I saw the show, I immediately wanted to be on it. That desire was so strong that I had to quit watching before the episode ended. I figured my chances for getting on were very slim, so I put it out of my mind. I didn't think about it again until I came across a casting call for season two when browsing Craig's List (looking for opportunities to model for art classes).
Now, I keep checking my phone and my email, hoping for that call to go to Los Angeles for the next step in the casting process. Nothing so far.
My desire to be on this show can be attributed, I think, to many things. Number one is my love of the nude human form, especially nudity that has nothing whatsoever to do with sex. I also crave adventure. That's why I am not content in just my day job and why I keep modeling. I love to travel, and yet, I've never been outside of the United States. I want a break from the daily grind of work and traffic. And finally, I love the pureness of this idea. I've said before in this blog that I feel pure when I model nude. I play vintage base ball because of the pureness of the game under those 1860's rules: no gloves, no over-running first base on a ground ball without the risk of being tagged out, etc. The challenge presented by Naked and Afraid is the challenge faced by our very distant ancestors; how to survive in a hostile world without any modern conveniences. The survivalists on the show are purely human, as created by God, without any of the added things that make our lives more comfortable (or complacent).
I will be taking a crash course in survival techniques until one of two things happen: 1) I get confirmation that I am no longer being considered for the show, or 2) I leave for my three-week survival destination (a tropical island perhaps, or the Outback, or the Amazon, or the Congo, or some other exotic and challenging locale). One way or another, let the adventure begin.