The Magic Bus AT ALTITUDE / SUSAN TODD MARTIN 2022 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 Mach I , or a horse or something? I'm such a child inside). I spend a lot of …
“Ooo, the Girl is GROUCHY!”,
"That's ENOUGH! Now, suck it up and get to work!"
"Hold on for dear life my friend."
Round One: Let the Game Begin!
"...walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!"
A GREAT Motivator…
"...I'll look outside for a hippo to wrestle..."
Many Moons: A New One Rises
"I am NOT giving up, I am not going anywhere, and I'm certainly NOT GOING QUIETLY!"
A “No” Blow to the Ego!
Did it hurt? No, of course not. (well, just a wee bit, maybe...) Oh, the joys of waiting to hear if you got the "Call". That's what we artists refer to when we apply for a chance to get into a show, or to paint a mural, or design a sculpture, etc. It's a process …
A Neighbor’s Dying
"...Poor, poor Chris...I guess maybe your train finally came..."
The Dawn Fine Art Scraffito by S.T.Martin
The FUTURE SUE!
this painting is a commentary on my journey
Painting My Heart Out
Woo Hoo ! I am an artist WHIRLWIND again! Hang on, cause art is flowing out of me in a torrent, and I need more hands. I am happy to be out of "funk town" for a while! I entered six shows in the past month and now have 5 paintings accepted into these shows …
The Hurrier I Go…
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 that …
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 me …
A Freewheeling Frenzy!
This Beauty is one of a pair of Cabintet from a large entertainment stand, The Other is outside, drying... I have to get the mix just right: a smidgen of anxiety, a pinch of hunger, a good dose of caffeine and just about 48 hours without sleep and *BAM*! The NY creative lightning strikes! Tonight …
Free My Mind for You/ Free Your Mind for Me
...inside myself I am whole, where I am not broken...
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