Out of the Gutter Art

Outrageous Bipolar Expressions

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I am an Artist, Poet and Author. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color…

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  • Are You Confused?

    Are You Confused?

    Who Was I Then? Am I Now? Who Will I Become? I know that we change, it is a natural thing. I’m not hung up on the aging process… the CREATIVE PROCESS is where my interest lies. My creative life ebbs and flows like the ocean, like my moods, like my illness… Must I always…

  • A Freewheeling Frenzy!

    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 was the night, today was the day, cleaning off my museum pieces with fine brushes, repairing and sprucing up…

  • The Cathouse

    The Cathouse

    Been trapping feral kitties this weekend…but not to kill them. Yay! I’ve been working with a nonprofit called Meow Now, which I believe has chapters nationwide. They catch, neuter/spay , vaccinate and bring back the cats. This then allows the colony to live a healthy life and controls the population of feral cats… An established…

  • HIGH Time

    HIGH Time

    “introducing SUTI’S Whimsies, Susan T. Martin’s Joyful, Buoyant Designs…

  • Yellow Belly.

    Yellow Belly.

    …Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…

  • Starting Over, Over Again

    Starting Over, Over Again

    “… can you see me going mad in here?…”

  • IN the DOGHOUSE

    IN the DOGHOUSE

    …there is a niggling worry, about the big C…CO I mean…VID…

  • Transported.

    Transported.

    “Why am I small again, lost again?”