"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
The Days of Trouble Begin
"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
What You Made Me Feel (Blue-Eyed Johnny)
"I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me..."
thinking aloud
...Pain colored my world...bright white...searing...
Painting My Heart Out
Woo Hoo ! I am an artist WHIRLWIND again! Hang on, cause art is flowing out of me in a torrent, and I need more hands. I am happy to be out of "funk town" for a while! I entered six shows in the past month and now have 5 paintings accepted into these shows …
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 that …
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 me …
Birds of Paradise
"...running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash..."
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 is always shut, the cat box takes center stage, there is no sign of any bed and the entire perimiter is taken up with painted …
RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard "OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION...Oh no, Oh no, Oh no......" The First Draft of "The Dreaded Barnyard" One of my Trippy Palm Frond Creations So, I had a "Patron", and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with The Pope.. Endless coffers, freedom of expression in my own magnificent …
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..."
Are You Confused?
"Dysfunction Junction", BEST of the BEST at The Backus Museum, 2016Detail:Growth, Susan T. Martin" Renata's Path" commissionBefore Reaching Out, Landscape of St. Lucie River at River Park Marina,Acrylic on Canvas, Susan T. Martin, 2016Keep My Distance!A Flashback!A Glance Back at Some Random Works since 2015 Who Was I Then? Am I Now? Who Will I …
A Freewheeling Frenzy!
This Beauty is one of a pair of Cabintet from a large entertainment stand, The Other is outside, drying... 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 …
Yellow Belly.
...Random Words, Targeted Pain....Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain...White Pain...My Pain...
FAIL…SAFE?
"...a drive to put what is playing on my internal projector out into the real world, for others to see..."
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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