You set my soul alight
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have a Muse in the wardrobe. A little creature that is hard-wired to your inner creative that you can take off its hanger and plug in to waft around your space like a visionary air freshener, inspiring as you respire making the process of conceiving and forming as easy as pie. Failing that, I suppose we all have a mechanism that works in a sort of a way and for me the sort of a Muse is generally a mountain or some water. Up at 7,000 feet plus in the pre-Alps of the Belledonne mountains above Grenoble you find lakes. The ones in the picture are called les Lacs Roberts. Align them to a perfect sky (note the sticky candy clouds in the otherwise perfect blue – imperfection is perfection I always feel) and something in me soars and sparkles and I feel the inspiration bubble. Whether it makes any sense to anyone else or whether it is just garbled rubbish is neither here nor there – the fact is that my soul is free and light. It’s a start.
PS: The title is from a song called Supermassive Black Hole …. My husband is another sort of muse for me though I don’t keep him in a wardrobe on a hanger – he of the two brains who has been working to get the first images of M87 a common or garden supermassive black hole and looks to the stars for his muse (when he’ not looking to me of course!) The song is by The Muse … it amused me. Here is is:
Many more fine interpretations for the weekly photo challenge entitled Muse can be found here
Beautiful Lake – and a fellow Muse fan 😀
Thank you @paintedwords2012 …. Good to know you are a fan too 🙂
Stunning photograph… Simply beautiful 🙂
Thank you so much Shikha … It is a wonderful place 🙂
super! <3 I did visit them several years ago… 🙂
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@"a Muse is generally a mountain or some water…" – same here, Osyth dear… and always my beloved darlin'… 😉
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the French-Catalan Pyrénées are gorgeous, too, even though less "majestic" than the French Alps… 🙂
Just back from a flying visit to Ariege – staying in the mountains … and drove back through the Haute Pyrenees. You are right that they are different to the Alps but they have their own majesty – like us my dear M 🙂
My own special little muse would go down a storm at the moment. All I write at the moment is blog posts.
I have lost the commercial mojo!
I know the feeling – The Muse is an elusive and too often fleeting thing. I will do my best to kick-start your mojo 🙂
Muchly Trunchbull x
Enjoy the mini break.
Ah the water looks amazing – very much puts me in the mood for a swim!
You are so right – just begging for a girl to dive in 🙂
nice point of view
i really like that
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Gorgeous pictures, and I enjoyed your description of the muse in the wardrobe. Hope you’re well!
How LOVELY to hear from you … I’m all good and hope you are too! Thank you for the comment …. glad you enjoyed the piece 🙂
Wonderful images and story Osyth. The image of your husband hanging in your wardrobe reminds me of a commercial for one of the banks in England from years ago where your bank manager resided in your wardrobe. Was it the Nat West or Barclays, I forget, anyway thanks for bringing a smile to my face this morning. Best wishes for a lovely weekend 🙂
Thank you Andrew … I remember that too … I shall have to look it up to confirm which bank it was – enjoy yours too 🙂