Study the Bones, Feel the Flesh

What does drawing skeletons, naming every bone, counting their numbers, have to do with this — or with love?

Most days, you think you’re doing fine.
Some days, something clicks and you surprise yourself.
And then there are the other days —
when nothing lands the way you intended,
and you let yourself off the hook.
Call it your style, call it expression, or a phase.

But what if you just… deconstruct.

You already have the tools.
Bone by bone, you study the cartilages and connective tissues,
how the muscles work their way through the structure —
until you’re no longer thinking about bones at all.
You’re moving flesh.

It’s less romantic in the middle of it.
All that exposure. All those raw edges.

But nothing is stopping you from coming back up
where the tenderness was waiting the whole time.

When you don’t turn what you find into weapons,
you feel safe enough to go deeper.
Understanding starts with lines and labels —
before it becomes movement, and touch.

The flesh is not skin deep anymore.
The structure now exists to foster fluidity,
communication, sensation,
even new postures.

Perhaps you can become a great masseuse too.