I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

NO-vid

“I’m back in Black and White, and better than EVER!”

Where is Captain Jack?

“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”

The Healing

and The “Salvator” Mommy . (And THE LAVENDER CAT!) Being still is very difficult for me mentally. Having a racing mind is the natural state of being for me, anything … Continue reading The Healing

Peeping Out

“Hold on for dear life my friend.”

Round One: Let the Game Begin!

“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”