For The Love of DETAIL
The Magic Bus New art, the tiny line moving across the canvas. my pin-dot imaginary School Bus driving thru a blazing white desert.(That’s funny, a School Bus! Why not a … Continue reading For The Love of DETAIL
Category: Gallery Art
the beat goes on:
BLUE JEAN BABY QUEEN a few chords/ my mind trips/ back in time moody days/ moody blues/and greys remember when/ its us again love you now/ missed you then and … Continue reading the beat goes on:
Mania Illuminata goes home!
WHAT a great show this was at Five Deuces Galleria down in St Petersburg this month! I had really been trying to get in a show at this gallery, I … Continue reading Mania Illuminata goes home!
“Ooo, the Girl is GROUCHY!”,
“That’s ENOUGH! Now, suck it up and get to work!”
Where is Captain Jack?
“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
AWAY…
There are months when I sail along. Then there was April. Ouch. Bipolar Disorder has a whole bag of tricks it can put to use on me, it used all … Continue reading AWAY…
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!”
Will You Forgive Me?
“I will flay myself alive…peeling off each layer to offer up to the powers that be…”
An Artist’s Realization:
“My dreams are NOT dead!…”
What it all Means
Seeking Deeper Meaning in my life, thru my Art: I’m faced with this question. Making a statement about my art, who I am as an artist. What do I want … Continue reading What it all Means
Many Moons: A New One Rises
“I am NOT giving up, I am not going anywhere, and I’m certainly NOT GOING QUIETLY!”
New Thoughts for a New Year
Belief: Trust, Faith and Confidence in something or someone…an Acceptance that a statement is true or something exists In Success: I have proven to myself, over and over again, that … Continue reading New Thoughts for a New Year
What You Made Me Feel (Blue-Eyed Johnny)
“I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me…”
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 