Ask any artist about “emptiness” and they’ll tell you about the constant recurring nightmarish emptiness they must face down almost every day as a part of their vocation: the blank space that they must fill. Whether he’s a painter facing a blank canvas or she’s a poet facing a blank computer screen, the blank space awaiting transformation at the hand of the artist can be the loneliest and cruelest place on earth.
via The Muse Abides by $techgnotic on deviantART.
Do you work with the muses in magical sense? Do you have an embodied muse who inspires you?
A Less Travelled Path 