Round One: Let the Game Begin!
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
Category: out of the gutter
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 … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
IN the Mirror
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image 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 … Continue reading IN the Mirror
Eating Art
I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door … Continue reading Eating Art
RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with … Continue reading RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
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!
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*! … Continue reading A Freewheeling Frenzy!
Yellow Belly.
…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…
Starting Over, Over Again
“… can you see me going mad in here?…”
IN the DOGHOUSE
…there is a niggling worry, about the big C…CO I mean…VID…
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 … Continue reading In My Room
Transported.
“Why am I small again, lost again?”
I Miss What I Imagined I would Miss
…the room seems to awaken with her…golden rays fall…like the petals of an opening rose…
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 