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 thatContinueContinue reading “The Hurrier I Go…”
Category Archives: love
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 meContinueContinue reading “IN the Mirror”
Birds of Paradise
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”
It’s Just Me…
“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
AM I FAMOUS YET?
“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”
A Freewheeling Frenzy!
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! TonightContinueContinue reading “A Freewheeling Frenzy!”
The Cathouse
https://videopress.com/v/HHP12cOF?preloadContent=metadata Munson, A Treasured Friend assemblage on Carved Sculpture by Susan T. Martin, in The Art on The Island 3-D Art Show 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 bringContinueContinue reading “The Cathouse”
Yellow Belly.
…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…
Out of the Gutter Art 