I just spent a little over an hour, balanced on two chairs, with my shirt half open, pretending I'm Indiana Jones, striking bad action pose after bad action pose as my wife took photo after photo of me, while she tried not to laugh. She failed, by the way. She got to laugh again as we sorted through the 50 or so reference photos, three of which were passable, and ONE was good enough to base my caricature pose on.
Here's what I learned...I need a new camera. Mine is too old.
I already go to the gym three times a week...after seeing these photos, I now need to go FIVE times a week.
I have a whole new respect for actors and models.
This caricature business is just so freakin' glamorous. :)