Some Picasso‘s exes were writing him letters, sometimes daily, for years. I read that he loved these a LOT.
I’m writing an article about “Types of Muses”, idea given by his life & wives. Instead of giving a list of names with a few labels on each (intellectual/innocent, tortured/happy, silent/talkative) let’s say he met very different persons – which is common, but means maybe a lot more for a artist.
Daily stories, thoughts, attacks, melancholia, gossips, hopes or life moments, anything : Picasso opened the envelopes and loved them all with gourmandise, like love of good food, it “made his honey”, like we say in France (“Faire son miel”) : He knew how to glean the best from these letters.
Why, what for?
This leads me to some ideas or tools :
- Keeping bonds with personalities that count.
- A way to make excellent use of everything, extract or invent seeds of them.
- A form of happiness – to be a “best gleaner”, a happy amor fati person, a dancer with what “comes”.
- It also shows a strength. Knowing what he wants in his life, what he’s worth, in a way : “…but words will never break me”.
- What would one do else with daily letters? Trash them? It’s a pressure, right? Some likes pressure from others, because it’s life?
- Knowing that these persons think about him?
- Simple entertainment?
It makes me wonder about the daily writers too :
- Was it a promise – to keep in touch?
- When you know you write to Picasso (even if he is your “ex”), you stand up differently, you have to be “up to the conversation partner”, which is great for steam and inspiration, of course…
- Therefore it gives you a force, ideas, attitude, and a desire to impress, probably.
- A displacement/substitution for love and conversation…
(Hmm sorry I’ll be Picasso-ed for a moment)
Thanks for reading!