Ana May's Last Supper
Chapter 6
Across from the Business Register building, Sherri Lawson had an appointment as an artist model.
She entered the lower side entrance of the Fine Arts Building and climbed the flight of stairs to the second floor. She walked down the hall toward the painting room. Off to the left and below her she could see the Art Gallery with a holograph exhibit.
She had gone to the opening of the exhibit and her thoughts went back to the motion picture holograms. They were three dimensional images that existed in time and space but in reality they were not there at all. They actually were there but had no mass. They reminded her of Ana May.
She entered the open painting room door.
There were only two people in the room,Rodd Thompson and Lee Ann Mason. Usually after classes there were not many people who wanted to study the human figure. Art classes had over the past ten years become much like the business classes. The students were only there for the credit and would not work any more than they had to. The knowledge gained was not important at all to them. Only the degree had any importance.
Rodd was in his mid thirties and Lee Ann was 18.
Lee Ann was a freshman art student and for scholarship funds had to work in the cage in the photo lab.
Their paintings were already on the easels and were about half finished.
Sherri entered the changing room to remove her clothes.
She put on her robe and walked out into the well lighted room.
She removed her robe and lay down on the pillows in the crucifixion pose that thad been dictated to her by the instructor when the paintings were started.
Rodd had composed his painting with a front view somewhat symmetrical.
Lee Ann composed hers from another direction and much closer. Her composition was more fluid and less direct and sharp.
Lee Ann broke the silence asking Sherri."Do you feel uncomfortable as a nude model?"
Sherri,"When I first disrobe I am somewhat nervous but in a few minutes I am OK."
Sherri thought for a moment then continued. "It is civilization that makes us aware of our nudity. We should not even be aware of it . We were born nude and as a species we are nude."
Rodd asked."Why do you think the nude image excites our inner hormones so?"
Sherri,"I am not sure it isn't more a conditioned reflex. If we had all been nude all our life the nude image itself would mean nothing. We would then act sexually because of our real need of love, security and hormonal release. We would not act because of the artificial one of the nude image."
Lee Ann."It appears to me it is for control in some manner."
Sherri,"Probably so and probably for the female of the species to control the male."
Sherri hesitated, thinking, then continued, " During the early evolution of man he would go out with the males in hunting parties. If the female used sex or rather her body as a tool then man would come back. If she did not use this then her mate may not come back when he enjoyed hunting so much. He was needed to help feed the family so she had to lure him back."
Rodd,"But don't you think as a species we should be above that. After all, man doesn't go out with the hunting party very much any more. You know!"
Sherri,"Yes! absolutely and because we fail to deal with sex as a biological necessity and treat it as an economic tool we have created tremendous problems."
Rodd,"Yes. Number one is wide-spread homosexuality. Homosexuals of both sexes see such absurdities as to the way sex is treated that they just turn off biologically and seek something new."
Lee Ann,"I find it strange that biologically we are prepared for sex in our early teens. Why does society say it is so wrong at this time?"
Sherri,"the culture attempts to control the biologic man and to do so it must control your biological instincts. This is one of those absurdities that is controlled even though we know it shouldn't be "
Rodd as he applied some red paint to his palette said,"Marriage licenses are a prime example. Why does a government have the right to say when you can fill your biological needs. This paper says its OK by the government. Do they have the right to do this? No! but they take the right with laws and hire mercenaries called police to enforce it."
Sherri,"Sex as treated in our culture is the most absurd of our Neanderthalish traits."
Lee Ann,"The way to find the truth is to go back to pre Neanderthal times. If not in reality then at least in our minds and bodies. To go back and find the true value of biological man."
Lee Ann continued after a pause,"Rodd would you like to find the true meaning of man?"
Rodd, "Yes. The painting session is over."
Sherri dressed and left.
Lee Ann turned off the light and they went to the shadowed hall between the drawing and painting room.
They removed their clothes.
Above the hall door was written, "Psalm 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Dawn came and the shadows were lit.