(This painting depicts Picasso’s famous mistress and muse Marie-Therese Walter. A nude Marie-Therese sprawls across the bottom half of the painting, while her bust (a sculpture that Picasso had created in 1931) adorns a pedestal. The leaves are of a philodendron or love tree, a fast-growing plant that Picasso had in his own home. A closer look reveals Picasso’s lips emerging from behind a veil. )
(I’VE HIGHLIGHTED IN BOLD ITALIC, THAT WHICH WAS TAKEN FROM INTERNET)
As a verb, to muse is to consider something thoughtfully.
As a noun, it means a person — especially a woman — who is a source of artistic inspiration.
I’d also like to share the following descriptive…
“Many artists, writers, poets and musicians have said that their creative work has been inspired by an individual whom they refer to as their muse. A muse is someone who has such an influence on another that he or she becomes the focus and inspiration for that person’s creative work. The term has historically been used by men to describe the women that they have been in love with and made the subject of their work.
The word muse originates from Greek mythology. The Greek gods Zeus and Mnemosyne had nine daughters called the Muses. The nine daughters were of one being in heart, spirit and thought. If the muses loved a man, then the man’s worries instantly disappeared. The man who was loved by the muses was considered to be more sacred than a holy man.
Throughout the history of the arts, men and women have been inspired by their own muses. Think of John Lennon and Yoko Ono, two people who were inspired by each other and became the subject of much of the other’s work. One world famous artist who incorporated his muses into his work was the painterPablo Picasso. Throughout his life, each of the women he met and loved became his subject.”
I came across the term muse in many a descriptive, of Picasso’s art. He often would refer to his subject/mistress(es), as his muse. I suppose that had impressed me to the point that muse became scented with sexual and intimate implications.
Picasso’s mistress Marie-Therese Walter forms the subject of this expensive Picasso painting. The artist captures his muse asleep on a chair a scene that is repeated in another painting from the same series, La Lecture. Picasso was 50 at the time; Marie-Therese was 24. It is believed that Picasso painted the piece within a single afternoon on 24 January 1932. The painting is famous for its erotic content.
http://www.agent4stars.com/expensive-picasso-paintings-picasso-paintings-for-sale/ This link offers a bit of history of a few Picasso’s which I found interesting.
I am an artist in written word, erotica, photography and art. I have always wanted to go deeper into my art. However, I put my supplies away, decades ago.
Now I am presented with yet another chance! As I packed for Mexico, I unearthed those treasured art supplies. I added more supplies, infused with both new and worn. The new was easy to behold. These were new water color pencils. They would bridge the gap between charcoal and color. My hands always craved detail and the ease of a pencil. It will be a difficult habit to break. My mind would crave color, but never having ventured beyond charcoal and pencil.
The worn were of my mothers legacy. Pastels, lovingly worn, chiseled and chipped by that of my mother’s hand. When I held them, I felt her.
Those pastels were to be used for a final project. I was to pose as her model, for a nude. That project never birthed, but in her mind and mine. I in a sense, was her muse.
Lesson learned. Never wait, when inspiration embraces.
I will examine this further, and where her hand rested, we both shall create this and other visions.
Where shall this muse, the fuel for such inspiration, be found.
I have first hand, experienced the writing frenzy that is accompanied by a deep friendship or lover.
It is exquisite in colors, so overwhelming that the words and emotion outnumbered the ability to place all on paper.
I see the fire in Picasso’s work, and think of my artists supplies. In thinking back to past inspirations; I am beginning to understand. For some (myself), inspiration must precede art. The best inspiration comes from outside ourselves, in that of a mutual inspiration.