Peeping Out
“Hold on for dear life my friend.”
outrageous, obviously
“Hold on for dear life my friend.”
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
“I will flay myself alive…peeling off each layer to offer up to the powers that be…”
“My dreams are NOT dead!…”
“I am NOT giving up, I am not going anywhere, and I’m certainly NOT GOING QUIETLY!”
“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…”
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 … Continue reading A “No” Blow to the Ego!
…Pain colored my world…bright white…searing…
The Dawn Fine Art Scraffito by S.T.Martin
this painting is a commentary on my journey
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 … Continue reading Painting My Heart Out
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 … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
One just can’t help getting one’s hopes up when entering shows. You read the call, you think “Wow! Piece of Cake! That’s exactly the kind of art I do anyway!” … Continue reading The Big Show
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image 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 … Continue reading IN the Mirror
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”