Recently, I was trying to come up with a story line for a novel that I'm currently working on. For some reason that's left unexplained - I couldn't simply go on and finish the outline. I'm not sure if it was the distraction, or the shitty chair I'm sitting on that's killing my ass. I couldn't focus at all! My thoughts wandered here and there. I'm constantly thinking of what I'm going to do tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, then the day after that day. God, I feel like I'm becoming one of these people who feel that their end days are coming and they feel the need to prepare for the worse. I can tell you one thing - motherhood did that for me easily!

Anyways, as I was sitting here, browsing through the 'net looking for a muse or something to spark my imaginative mind to pick up where I left off outlining my story; it finally dawned on me that perhaps I was looking in the wrong place. I sat upright, and typed away the link to this site. It was almost automatic for me in a way, not knowing what would happen to me once I stumbled back in to the world of art. I can tell you this - never have I ever felt at pure ease browsing though a site chock full of beautiful art, and feel my brain churn with ideas for my story at full speed! I am excited. I am thrilled. What words can describe the pure joy that I feel in me? For once, as people say, the cat got my tongue?

I gazed upon hundreds of pictures and found a lot of muses. I could not, for the life of me, choose one. I felt I needed to choose all of them. That was going to be impossible since I couldn't keep them in my mind all at once. That would probably fragment my sensitive brain, if you can call it that.

I'm particular to pictures that embodies forestry in its spookiness, earthly spectral feelings. I'm particular to pictures that are in black and white, and yet there's something about it that makes you want to dive into. I've found pictures such as that and everytime I come here, I find myself lost into these pictures. At the same time, I wanted to open up the artist's brain (considering the impossible) and delve what the person was thinking when doing the picture. I must admit, I'm more into black and white photography, and/or art. I love castles in their splendor because of the history that's steeped in the walls, and bricks. The lores of long ago kings and queens. The rumbles of a fallen wall. It's romanticism at best, and not the sappy ones, I mean!

For now, as I drink my tea, and gaze longingly into a picture of woods in fog, I smile and remember that without these artist, my story would never come alive. I can almost hear my character speaking to me. Strange I know but it's what is working for me. I can't describe it nor can I paint it as a picture. So, my thanks goes out to all these artist who worked tirelessly to do these wonderful pictures and post them here on Deviant Art. I've found my muses and they are here to stay.

Thank you.