I know a very talented artist who has beauty, intellect, loyalty and support in his grasp and cannot come to terms with these gifts that come from another.
Artists are perfectionists and often fail to see the whole presentation of portrait or person. Artists concentrate on the minutia of the potential of improved creation and miss the glory of presence and the wonder of expectation.
An artist will look at love as something to improve, but that is the flaw in the artist's DNA and a profound dilemma for the artist personally. Creative desire cannot improve the objet d’art whether it's an inanimate creation or a persona.
Love only appreciates the innate beauty perceived by the heart if the artist can let go of the intellectual desire to improve upon it.