"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
The Days of Trouble Begin
"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
OUT OF THE GUTTER ART
"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
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 …
"...running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash..."
"introducing SUTI'S Whimsies, Susan T. Martin's Joyful, Buoyant Designs...
...Random Words, Targeted Pain....Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain...White Pain...My Pain...
"... can you see me going mad in here?..."
...seems to be less like a monkey...more like a huge Brahma that has lain down, groaning and farting...
...the room seems to awaken with her...golden rays fall...like the petals of an opening rose...
"...look into this inner world and I promise I will use my "INSIDE VOICE".
. This project was a couple years in the making for me, and was born from the bottomless grief I was dealing with then. As caregiver to both of my parents after a 23 year-long active addiction, and after a devestating breakup of my marriage when my ex went to Federal Prison, I was …
...crack a smile or frown a frown...about the wonderful gift of creativity!
I must push myself to new heights. I want to. I am still th
Shall I call it "UNBAGGING"? I told you that you would never guess my source photo, in the last post's images. Well here it is: . Here's the deal: I was ready to take Kleo for her daily walk, mask on, prepared to face the outside world. I had just finished watching (another) horrible newscast …
Can you dig it? I am sure most all of you can, gentle readers. You can probably deduce from my latest posts that my creative powers seem rather discombobulated. I would have to agree with you. The "SITUATION" certainly has a dampening effect on my spirit; whereas I used to force myself to get …
Dear Friends, I woke up this morning believing the world was fine, normal. I had no thought of a world on lockdown for a few fleeting seconds. .  Then, as was wont to happen after my Mom's death, the awful reality came down on my brain like a sledgehammer. It did actually stop me in …
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