Category: art
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Endless reality, it’s always here- even before I open my eyes. Reverberating. Agonizing in it, I try to back away from it, back into my dreams. It is futile. The reality encroaches, angry at being left waiting. . My eyes reluctantly open, brows already furrowed. I will certainly have that deep furrow between my eyes…
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Feeding the Inner Creative What motivates you to create your art? When you hit a snag, where do you go to get your spark back? If I’m not careful, when I hit a slump I binge watch murder documentaries… Not good creative fodder. That just brings out negative vibes for me. So what I do…
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I will
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A CLEAN SLATE
3–4 minutes·
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oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, but…
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how it feels to be ME… ___________}}}}}}}}{{{{{{{{__________ This is the call prospectus; I will somehow communicate visually to you (since I am a visual artist) the feeling of being Bipolar. My inner workings, tickings, thinkings: the fears and joys, ups and downs, backward-and-forward loves and hates…ALL the fuzzies , and the rough edges, swirly thoughts…
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“It’s ALL a gift…”
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DID you ever feel so immobilized that you wanted to EXPLODE?!? WELL, I DO!! I am so sick of myself, so tired of being tired, so FRUSTRATED at my own inertia that I could scream. I don’t think it’s “Long Covid” . I think it’s ” I’m a Super Lazy LOSER!!” (as I look back…
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The Days of Trouble Begin
1–2 minutes·
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“…I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me…)






