Category Archives: Chronic Depression

A Message to Myself

…from a year ago…  I have been crying again. here, there everywhere. Are these tears sure indicators of a heart? if indeed they are, is it a good one? A kind one? A redeemable one?  Who knows the answer, but my God. I used to think I knew who I was, I thought of myselfContinueContinue reading “A Message to Myself”

Where is Captain Jack?

“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”

A Power Play Please

Do something! Say something! Move a muscle, change a thought! All seems to be running smoothly-till it’s not, and it’s not; right now. How? Every thing seemed peachy-‘seemed’ being the operative word here. I seem like I’m young and beautiful-but is it truly the case? It ‘seems’ nice and comfortable outside-until you open the doorContinueContinue reading “A Power Play Please”

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 thatContinueContinue reading “The Hurrier I Go…”

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”

It’s Just Me…

“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”

AM I FAMOUS YET?

“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”