Nicholas Wilde is a 50-year-old painter shunned by the art elite for his unflinching depictions of the female form. Rose Selavy is the 24-year-old muse who refuses to let him own her. When they meet, their passions burn red hot. But when Rose leaves Nicholas, he is left impotent. No woman can arouse him like his passionate muse.
Fine arts and sex mix well - both painting and erotic writing are, at their best, about exposing the essence of your motif, your character, and yourself, scraping away the surface to lay bare the core - but even through Perkins' eviscerating lens, and old man's obsession with youth isn't quite my cup of tea.