The model is Brazilian. She is famous now for her lifestyle advice. She has graced the covers of many magazines and has been in the pages of Vogue. She was nominated for an Emmy as a t.v. host and is a James Beard awarded chef. Her brand, I think, is a smaller version of Goop. When I met her, she was an executive for a modeling agency. She came to my studio because she was intrigued by my work. The arrangement was "trade for prints." It was early in my studio days, and I was still trying to perfect my Polaroid technique. After we were done shooting, we spent a long time talking. She told me she missed her boyfriend. He, too, was Brazilian. They looked like twins, she said, except that he had blond hair. She had not been able to talk to him for a month. Where was he, I asked? He was in house lockdown for the Ultimate Fighting Championship television series. I had been watching it for weeks. I knew who he was. And holy mackerel, he ended up winning the whole thing.
They were a famous couple for awhile, but his career went south and so did their relationship. She is now married and owns a famous restaurant in NYC with her husband who is also a renowned chef.
The fighter went to India and studied yoga.
I just thought of all this after publishing my last post. You can see my studio in this photo is still pretty primitive, just a rug and a sheet of canvas backdrop. No, it may have been paper. C.C. had gotten me the chair from a prop department. The photo is one of Q's favorites. I was shooting only Polaroid film at that time, usually about twenty sheets or so, but I do have a few primitive digital images of her, too. 2010.
That studio--another part of my romantic dream.
"I once had an art studio in the heart of the village, steps away from the Boulevard and every good bar and restaurant in town. . . . "
Oh, but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at he
How they got away with "he" in those lyrics is the mystery. Still, the song won a grammy.
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