THE BEHINDER I GET How true, how true that Pennsylvania Dutch saying is. I squander my art endeavors, rushing from this deadline to that, frazzled, befuddled and unsatisfied. That may be what drove Van Gogh insane, the constant turmoil to do better. I am making the presumption that perhaps the rapid cycling Bipolar Disorder thatContinueContinue reading “The Hurrier I Go…”
Category Archives: outsider art
IN the Mirror
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image “A Big Beak”…by Susan T. Martin I’m in “Wonderland” right now. Been here for a week or so. Time seems to be inching by, my head too heavy to lift off the pillow. Not sick physically, I’m just…just…what can I tell you? I have had some unknown trigger going meContinueContinue reading “IN the Mirror”
Eating Art
I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door is always shut, the cat box takes center stage, there is no sign of any bed and the entire perimiter is taken up with paintedContinueContinue reading “Eating Art”
Out of the Gutter Art 