My vacation has lasted over a year since I began my relationship with my latest Deceptor.
While his “Karen” is aware of my relationship, it doesn’t bother me because she’s proven herself to be just what her name implies: she doesn’t understand me, my art, or my relationship. But, she’s exceptional at complaining about…everything.
In the beginning, I wondered: ‘Was this an opportunity to help the Other Woman to rise above her mediocrity?’ There may come come a time when this is true, but this isn’t the time or person.
As you can imagine, in hasn’t been difficult building my relationship considering what he has to go home to, the little time he spends with her.
Originally, this relationship was destined to be another in my many enjoyable Homewrecker relationships: conquest, enjoyment, destruction.
But my latest Deceptor actually is a bit more.
Although not an artist, he’s a patreon. For his enthusiasm of my art, I’ve named him Maecenas after the wealthy and generous Roman patreon, Gaius Cilnius Maecenas.
Ironic Dilemma
I’ve enjoyed my extended vacation so much, with the luxurious travel and all the amenities and opulence that comes with being in a relationship with a high-profile and wealthy patreon, that I’ve set aside my art for much longer than I anticipated.
Sitting on the beach this morning, I wondered if it’s that lack of drama that’s causing me to not start another series of paintings, or is it something else within me?
More soon,