Music, neuroscience and the link between sexuality and creativity
As a pianist and escort I am intrigued by the link between art, creativity and sex…
Elise van Meer — Independent Artist, Pianist and Independent Companion exploring the connection between art, creativity and sexuality.
As a pianist, it happens often, mostly unconsciously: Moving and tapping fingers erratically. On the subway. Lost in thoughts over a coffee in a café. Anywhere, basically. To the one sitting nearby: No, I’m not nervous as hell! I’m air-playing. The song? May I share it? Well, it’s usually in my head. That’s enough to get my fingers dancing. It’s not necessarily a song blasting through my headphones at that moment. I mean, I wear them often, especially on train rides or flights when travelling to my next gig as a musician or as a touring escort on my way to an escort date in a major European city.
Again, I catch myself air-playing. I look at my fingers. Mother Nature had in for me: Long, slender fingers. For the ambitious pianist — extremely helpful, a necessary extra, a gift — just like a good ear.
For an escort? Doesn’t matter as much, just like it doesn’t in most other professions, I guess. But for an escort, it’s enough of a feature to get your cinematic fantasy going, isn’t it?
If you know some bits about me, you know that music and escorting are my two métiers. Touch is an essential part of both. With intention, with precision, with emotion. My body is heavily involved in these. There’s something that sits on my tongue and I try to put my fingers on that — in a metaphorical sense here though. It’s the connection between art, creation and sexuality that is incredibly fascinating. Actually sparked my deeper research.
Creativity, sex and the neuroscience involved, sometimes playing a connecting role between the two — intrigues me to no end. It is researched and evidence-based, that there is a neuroscientific link between creativity and sexuality. You may read more about that in the link I’ve dropped down below.
Reader! If you and I go on a exclusive escort date which usually starts with a glass of something delicious, please note that I am a sucker for intimate talk and most of all: For listening to you with undivided attention. If in moments of silence (hello, erotic tension), you catch me casually tapping my fingers on something, you may wonder, what goes through my head — playing some music or playing on parts of your body?
Because sometimes… no, often actually, body just knows better. Fingers know better. We’ll explore later. Let’s extend the research, maybe? Between the sheets.
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