I’m not a painter but I do have a special for the impressionists and post impressionists like Monet and Van Gogh. And while, I appreciate realism like in the works of Courbet, for me what Impressionism lacks in accuracy and precision it makes up for in provocation of emotion.
I feel the same way about my dynamic. For us, it’s not about it being realistic. It’s about the feeling, the fleeting moment, the idealized fantasy. But part of what makes it so powerful is the knowledge that it isn’t real. The beauty in watching my domme exert her control isn’t in her flawless execution of the role that is still knew to her. It’s the sincere effort to engage with me in this fantasy. The willingness to explore and not feel the need to be idealized or perfect.
Hell, coming forward to my wife about my desires took a willingness to admit to her that I’m not only imperfect but profoundly flawed in terms of societal expectations. And it was her ability to not only love me passed those “flaws” but to embrace all of me as I am, and trusting that I will do the same.
I love her so much.