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: out of the gutter

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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?”

  • I Miss What I Imagined I would Miss

    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…