OUT OF THE GUTTER ART
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 …
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 …
"...I was a rebel...not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days...months...centuries before..."
This Beauty is one of a pair of Cabintet from a large entertainment stand, The Other is outside, drying... 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 …
"... can you see me going mad in here?..."
...there is a niggling worry, about the big C...CO I mean...VID...
"Why am I small again, lost again?"
...seems to be less like a monkey...more like a huge Brahma that has lain down, groaning and farting...
I was finally motivated to produce my second painting in the "Inside Voice"series. Although I am beset physically with devastating exhaustion, I was able this past week to get some work done. This is very encouraging, I have been fighting the fully immersing fatigue that envelops me each morning. . I dosed myself up with …
...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
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 …
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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