"...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...)
"I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me..."
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 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 …
"...running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash..."
...Random Words, Targeted Pain....Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain...White Pain...My Pain...
"... can you see me going mad in here?..."
"Why am I small again, lost again?"
...the room seems to awaken with her...golden rays fall...like the petals of an opening rose...
...see what this work has gone thru on it's journey to fruition...
. 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!
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 …
I don't know about you , but I'll starting to feel it...It's like a weak electric current close to the floor , strengthening as each day passes... More awful news, more isolation and "distancing"-the current gets a little stronger moving to the top of my legs now. I'm getting antsy, and even though I have …
"Emotional Stuckness, thats a common ailment..."
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