Orange Baby

CHAPTER 4 THE SAGA CONTINUES Morning Mindmeld c.SUSANTMARTIN2022 (sold)      I got off track in the last chapter…      Too many offshoots and alleyways. Let’s move along a few years to 2020…Pandemic lock down, I’m working on Zoom with some friends. Suddenly, Donna breaks in with a plea, ” Would anyone like a Maine CoonContinueContinue reading “Orange Baby”

A CLEAN SLATE

oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, butContinueContinue reading “A CLEAN SLATE”

The Hurrier I Go…

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…”

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”