What Does Your Muse Look Like?
Ever wondered about your muse? I've known mine since I was a little girl. I've ignored her a lot, but I've always known who and what she was.
I met her when I was about nine...on a school field trip to the Philbrook Museum of Art in Tulsa, Oklahoma. She wasn't part of any traveling collection, she was a piece of statuary from when the museum was a private (very posh) residence. I loved her so much, that when DH and I were first married I took him to Philbrook for the express purpose of meeting her.
But I've never had a decent picture of her...until now.
I recently did a google search for her and FOUND HER! I contacted the photographer, Bob Smith, and asked for permission to introduce her to my world. He graciously gave it. So here she is...my muse...
I met her when I was about nine...on a school field trip to the Philbrook Museum of Art in Tulsa, Oklahoma. She wasn't part of any traveling collection, she was a piece of statuary from when the museum was a private (very posh) residence. I loved her so much, that when DH and I were first married I took him to Philbrook for the express purpose of meeting her.
But I've never had a decent picture of her...until now.
I recently did a google search for her and FOUND HER! I contacted the photographer, Bob Smith, and asked for permission to introduce her to my world. He graciously gave it. So here she is...my muse...