Love Shack in Maine
I have another muse in Maine, nestled in Winter Harbor. To get there, I have to walk down a meandering path through the woods until I hit the water. By the time I'm halfway down, I can hear the waves crashing in the distance and smell the salty air. Perched atop the large rocky edge of the water is a tiny one-room house...
“Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls”
I get asked this question at happy hour and cocktail parties all the time: “Does an Artist’s life really play out like those steamy sensual scenes from the movies?” Short answer is yes, it does! At least sometimes. At least enough to remind yourself of how great life is to feel such power. Whatever your muse is. This connection does not have to be a person, or even a noun, but rather a state of being.
Artist Paints His Muse in Maine: The Art of Procrastination
Creating a portrait is not just about the technical skill; it’s about encapsulating the essence of the subject. Maria is more than a muse—she is a source of inspiration, a beacon of creativity. The challenge lies in translating her vibrant spirit onto the canvas. A tall order.