Where is Captain Jack?
“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
Category: Creativity
AWAY…
There are months when I sail along. Then there was April. Ouch. Bipolar Disorder has a whole bag of tricks it can put to use on me, it used all … Continue reading AWAY…
Round One: Let the Game Begin!
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
Many Moons: A New One Rises
“I am NOT giving up, I am not going anywhere, and I’m certainly NOT GOING QUIETLY!”
A Long Lost Love
“Art class with the finest teacher…I did not think I liked the man…”
THE DAWN
The Dawn Fine Art Scraffito by S.T.Martin
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 … Continue reading Painting My Heart Out
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 … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
IN the Mirror
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
Birds of Paradise
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”
GRINDING AWAY
‘Progress, not perfection.’ Who said that? I hate you, whoever you are. Because I…WANT…PERFECTION! The Earth keeps spinning on it’s Axis, and my mind keeps spinning like a mouse wheel. … Continue reading GRINDING AWAY
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 … Continue reading Eating Art
Thru the Looking Glass: The Optics of Susan
I should have taken photography classes. I dearly love the medium, and in this day and age I am happy that I can create beautiful images with a smidgen of … Continue reading Thru the Looking Glass: The Optics of Susan
RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with … Continue reading RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
It’s Just Me…
“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 