Painting The Beautiful Muse

Oh, just look at him! There are so many favourite images I have of this man!

When I move…then THIS will be the image of him I will try and paint.

It’s been a long while since I spoke like this, for want of not wanting to embarrass myself in front of potential prying eyes, but…

Sweet Jesus and the baby orphans! Jim Kerr you are one beautiful, beautiful man! I mean…I damn love you as a human being, a person. I adore you. But there is an aesthetic that just blows my fucking mind. Like…SERIOUSLY! I’m just….in awe.

I think it may well truly be an affliction. John Grant, when he talks of his song Where Dreams Go To Die, he talks of this thing of just…seeing the aesthetic beauty in someone and it kind of takes over. Like…well, he talks about it in relationship terms…skipping elements of the phases of a relationship when you are strongly infatuated with a person’s aesthetic and physical beauty. I mean…I get it. I really…really get what he means with that song.

It isn’t just for Jim back then…although I freely admit it is stronger for then…but it is still present for now. No wonder I’m rendered damn speechless! Lol.

Anyway…that’s enough embarrassment for one night! If I can even BEGIN to turn this into an actual painting once settled in a new place…well…I’ll be ecstatic. Oh, I will never, ever have the talent to do him justice. Ever.



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