The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid

"I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold...it felt cool..."

Where is Captain Jack?

"...maybe all artists...go thru periods of feast followed by famine..."

AWAY…

There are months when I sail along. Then there was April. Ouch. Work in Progress: The Old Grove Bipolar Disorder has a whole bag of tricks it can put to use on me, it used all of them. I let myself believe I didn't need more than 3 hours sleep per night. In fact, thot …

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 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 …

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. A recent medical issue charges my thoughts with negative ions, even with semi-positive news reports... Nothing to see here, folks. Let's keep moving... Relevance...that's the …

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 is always shut, the cat box takes center stage, there is no sign of any bed and the entire perimiter is taken up with painted …

RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA

Stuck in the Barnyard "OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION...Oh no, Oh no, Oh no......" The First Draft of "The Dreaded Barnyard" One of my Trippy Palm Frond Creations So, I had a "Patron", and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with The Pope.. Endless coffers, freedom of expression in my own magnificent …

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