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: metamorphosis, artist, love, change, recovery, rebirth

  • A Freewheeling Frenzy!

    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 was the night, today was the day, cleaning off my museum pieces with fine brushes, repairing and sprucing up…

  • Yellow Belly.

    Yellow Belly.

    …Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…

  • FAIL…SAFE?

    FAIL…SAFE?

    “…a drive to put what is playing on my internal projector out into the real world, for others to see…”

  • Starting Over, Over Again

    Starting Over, Over Again

    “… can you see me going mad in here?…”

  • 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,…

  • “Party Girl”

    “Party Girl”

  • 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…