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…

Category: mental illness

  • 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…

  • Over the Humpty-Dump

    Over the Humpty-Dump

    Oh, the fun of a downward spiral…After a week or two of just mind blowing energy and creativity, comes the inevitable crash. This time it was about a week of doldrums, pain, negativity and actual physical illness, all of which I attribute to this illness called Bipolar Disorder. The worst part of a depressive episode,…

  • In My Room

    In My Room

    your home is your place to dream, to find peace and rest. A cocoon, a safe haven, an island in the storm… a place to create, to define, to highlight who you really are-in your own space. Welcome to mine… I always lived with others, my family, my husband, friends… I expressed my own style…

  • “Party Girl”

    “Party Girl”

  • Transported.

    Transported.

    “Why am I small again, lost again?”

  • All Writey Now

    …seems to be less like a monkey…more like a huge Brahma that has lain down, groaning and farting…

  • The Door is Wide Open

    The Door is Wide Open

    There are ideas percolating just beneath the surface of my consciousness. They are not fully fleshed out but the juices are flowing and I feel “on the verge” of a breakout work. What is a ‘breakout work’ you ask? Well, I’m asking too, and I believe there is a new direction coming. I have been…