Now Casting Muses: A Curious Gentleman Seeks Curious Women
Ah, yes. It’s *muse season* again. The birds are chirping, the surf’s calling, and my painter’s palette is looking for a fresh burst of inspiration—perhaps with cheekbones. With the last of my children having turned 18 and taken his first independent steps into adulthood, I now find myself on the threshold of a new chapter. The crown prince has flown the coop (did I mention we’re literal royalty?). And now, the patriarch finds himself with both an empty nest and a full heart.
After years of navigating the neurodiverse waters of parenthood—employing everything from neurofeedback to unyielding love—I’ve emerged not with battle scars, but with brushstrokes of wisdom. My identity was forged long ago, steeped in discipline, curiosity, and the unrelenting pursuit of beauty, health, and truth. I never succumbed to mid-life crisis; I built a home in self-realization years before the kids learned to tie their shoes.
A Muse, You Say? Yes—But Make It Postmodern
You see, I’m not just looking for a romantic partner. I’m assembling a collective. A salon. A brilliant little tribe of vibrant, intelligent women with spirit, sensuality, and the sense to appreciate a man who quotes Jung, codes in Python, paints with oils, deadlifts like a Spartan, and cooks like your favorite low-sodium fantasy. I’m talking about *muses*—in the classical sense. The kind of women who both inspire and are inspired. Who understand the intellectual eroticism of shared growth and great playlists.
Yes, I am seeking love. But not the domesticated, script-following, app-swipe variety. I seek the kind of polyamorous arrangement where autonomy is honored, devotion is cultivated, and emotional intelligence flows as freely as the Napa reds we’ll sip under Malibu moons. If you’ve ever read Anaïs Nin and thought, *“Why not me?”*—we’re already speaking the same language.
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There's a lot of scum-baggery in the world today. Trustworthy people are hard to find.
Begin from a place of mutual respect, and a committment to kindness.
“I've never been one for playing games. Just give me the opportunity to spoil you.” — Devin Lockett
What I Offer (Besides Handsomeness and a Functional Central Nervous System)
- A drama-free environment grounded in mutual respect and freedom.
- A creative lifestyle: visual art, filmmaking, music, writing, and design.
- Wellness-centered living: think organic smoothies, mindful workouts, and spa-level self-care.
- Legacy: I document everything—via websites, video platforms, apps, and social media—so the record of our time together is not just anecdotal, it’s archival.
- Wisdom without ego. I’ve made mistakes, studied them, and can now recite them like haiku.
Through my online presence, I offer my children—and the wider world—a candid, asynchronous window into who I truly am: a passionate creative, a committed father, and a lover of ideas, aesthetics, and affection. This is my way of correcting mischaracterizations and letting my truth echo in perpetuity. And perhaps, through this process, I get to meet you.
The Invitation
So if you're a bright, beautiful woman in Southern California (or willing to relocate for an experience worthy of your memoir), consider this your formal and flirty invitation. If you love laughter, intimacy without manipulation, long beach walks interrupted by spontaneous poetry, and the occasional modeling session that ends in philosophical pillow talk—then I suspect we’ll get along famously.
There’s no need for secrecy, but discretion is respected. Interested muses, love-interests, and intellectual nymphs may reach out via email at info@devinlockett.com or—if boldness is your preferred love language—call directly.
The canvas is blank. Let’s create something beautiful together.
