Martin Munson Original Seascape

Plum Island, MA – What is it about Mother Nature that brings out my creativity? One moment, I am creating memorable drawings in the sand using driftwood, the next I’m jotting romantic nothing’s into the poetry App on my iPhone 4s. Here is a poem I’ve just finished titled “The Island Dunes Easily Remind Me Of Your Cleavage”:

Oh the sun, and the breeze, do they make for some thoughts.
One night, and one moon, and one large woolen blanket.
The stars, with your gaze, and your breath danked of grape crush.
I remember you wouldn’t let me penetrate because of the sand in your pussy.
All was lost, or really though was it? Once you left, with your tears, I jerked off on the jetties.

The end. Keep in mind that poems don’t always have to rhyme.

Here is a Martin Munson original seascape. Take special note of how I used what was available to me during the creation process. That captures the very essence of art itself. If you plan on bidding on this original, please hurry, the tide is coming in.