My Muse is a Petulant Bastard

Since my Muse decided to go on strike around noon, pointedly ignoring me for most of a day I'd planned on devoting to painting and/or writing, it's only fair that I show you just what a sullen pain in the ass he's been. It serves him right.

(Hey, males of the creative sort have referred to their Muses as females for centuries. Why can't I have a male one, hmm? This is nearly exactly as I picture him in my mind- although usually he looks more agreeable that this.)

He can be very sweet and cooperative, possessive and demanding...or sulking and difficult. And they say women are moody! *rolls eyes*

The best part? This tactic seems to have worked very well to get his attention back, far more than the pleading and threats I usually resort to. I shall have to remember this! *wicked grin*

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About 2.5 hrs with CS5 and Wacom Intuos 2 tablet

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