Author: ST Martin
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“Fish of a Different Feather”, by S.T. Martin
Digitally Edited Collage of Pics of a single piece, “The Fish of a Different Feather”, recycled food mold,hand painted and embellished by Susan T. Martin -
Praying Praying Mantis
Here is a first look at my new metal sculpture, “Praying Praying Mantis”! I am so excited about this effort, it was my first time welding and plasma cutting, which I did freehand. I absolutely LOVE the medium, and hope to incorporate more metalworking into my portfolio in the future. I hope you enjoy!
I found this little post in my recycle bin… My “Praying Praying Mantis” has been standing watchin my garden for the past 3 years , praying for humans to take better care of his habitat!
Intergallactic Dragonfly, mixed media sculpture,Susan T. Martin 2016, sold Here is another sculpture of mine, from 4 years ago, from which I coined the name ” Out of the Gutter”. I have every intention of making more gutter sculptures, I just have to find a way to construct without using toxic glues… That is why I learned to weld, but I never did get a machine…
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This tiny GIANT Life of Mine!!!
I am Creating! In a wonderful whirlwind! Paint flying off brushes onto cement, metal, canvas and walls! Hot glue, super glue, elmers glue, whew!
My work feels urgent, and it has for a while…secretly I have been feeling that my time here is limited, so I must hurry-make my mark while I can! Is it health concerns? Physical ones? Is my breath being sucked out of my lungs from the past abuse I put them thru? Each day feels less like breathing and more like drowning. Each step feels less like walking on the ground, more like sinking in the mire and sediment…
I am urgent in my service to God, they need to know, they need to know! How good life can be, without the stone, the stick, the stem!! Do not drown that brain in pickling juice my young artist friend: FEEL IT, BREATH IT IN, PAINT IT, NAIL IT DOWN!!! NOWNOWNOW!!!!!!
The life I took from myself has to be accounted for! I will account for it in dreams, in images, in COLOR! I have to let someone KNOW WHO I AM before it evaporates, this little giant life of mine.
Did I tell you about being snake bitten twice? Did I tell you about riding the rails with the train tramps? Did I tell you about living in the Sonoran Desert? Did you read my poems, my blog? My instagram feed?
Do you know who I am?
Look at me, I have lived.
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Under Revision AGAIN!!!
Ok, I am frustrated. Really.
I have been at this for a while now, and I feel like it should not be this hard. I want to create a portfolio, a professional one, for my art. Or should I say of my art, I am not even sure. What that tells me is that I need to educate myself on what an Artist Portfolio really is. So, here goes.
” An Artist’s Portfolio is an edited collection of their best artwork intended to showcase an artist style or method of work. A portfolio is used by artists to show their employers their versatility by showing different samples of their current work”. …Hmmmm. show…by showing…hmmm…
Ok, so, there I have it. I must put together my very best, but current artwork that showcases my style, method and versatility in creating said artwork. And this collection is to be presented to an employer that I do not even know exists.
Easy, right?
Being that it is edited, do I wean out my very best artwork that does not showcase my versatility because it is in my own method? Is my style versatile enough to be showcased? In what method, and to whom? Or is it who? To who will I present my hypothetical portfolio in such a methodically versatile manner?
I’m sure you get my drift. It seems such a vaguely overwhelming task of such astronomically minute proportions. Mind you, only the very, very best….
My progress thus far has been to gather every sort of scrap of paper to which my dainty hand has left it’s deft mark. To gather these shreds thusly and cram them tenderly into a physically grotesque folder with lightly yet delicately dog-eared corners, which was then unceremoniously flopped in front of aforementioned only-dreamt-about future employer.
I dasn’t dare even dwell upon the vulgarity of such an act.
Me, Oh! My!
I think I am going to cry…
“Crossing the Delaware , Well Aware ” mixed media, Susan T. Martin 2017 
Detail, Crossing…Well Aware…Susan T. Martin, 8/2017 -
Creative Process for “Reaching Out”
Reaching Out, acrylic on canvas, Work in Progress, Susan T. Martin 2017 
Reaching Out, Acrylic on Canvas, Beginning Stages, Susan T. Martin 2017 
Before Reaching Out, Landscape of St. Lucie River at River Park Marina,Acrylic on Canvas, Susan T. Martin, 2016 I wanted to share some of my creative processes, and this piece in a fine example. As it is a work in progress, I still have much pondering to do! It started out as a landscape, but after my Dad died in the middle of my painting this piece, I was shaken to my core, and felt that I was drowning in grief. Did I convey the crushing, suffocating pain of losing my father?
In the intermediate image I can see the black waves of pain pulling me down, all the negativity like a ball and chain pulling me into the depths. Also, I did not realize the blood in the water until I had left the painting for weeks. One can also discern the tiny people who seem oblivious to the swimmers plight.
Happily, I see some healing in my latest efforts…will she have a savior appear?
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Clockwork Multicolor
Clockwork Multicolor, recycled Wall Clock, mixed media, Susan T. Martin, 7/2017 
Clockwork Multicolor, recycled Wall Clock, Susan T. Martin, 7/2017 -
Crossing the Delaware Well Aware
Crossing the Delaware, Well Aware, acrylic on canvas, Susan T. Martin, 8/11/17 Detail, Crossing…Well Aware…Susan T. Martin, 8/2017 
Detail, George from Crossing the Delaware WellAware, acrylic on Canvas, Susan T. Martin, 2017
Out of the Gutter Art 
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