Hello, SE community! Gwen with you today. For my debut post, I’ve decided to focus on a topic dear to most writers—inspiration. Have you ever wondered about that elusive flash of insight that stimulates our imagination? I’m going to try to unravel this mysterious experience, and as a first step, we’ll visit a museum.
Within most galleries, there are benches upon which the weary rest and aficionados gaze. The tired person might appear distracted, but the art enthusiast stares transfixed at the painting. These admirers seem lost in the world of the artist, even oblivious of the folks who crisscross in front of them. (Photo below by Steve Tokar)
It seems that when awe fills us, inspiration follows. For instance, when I look at the Prince of Peace by then eight-year-oldAkiane Kramarik or Sea by Eduard Tomek, I travel to another time and place. With each…
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