"...Poor, poor Chris...I guess maybe your train finally came..."
A Neighbor’s Dying
"...Poor, poor Chris...I guess maybe your train finally came..."
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 …
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..."
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 …
The Cathouse
https://videopress.com/v/HHP12cOF?preloadContent=metadata Munson, A Treasured Friend assemblage on Carved Sculpture by Susan T. Martin, in The Art on The Island 3-D Art Show Been trapping feral kitties this weekend...but not to kill them. Yay! I've been working with a nonprofit called Meow Now, which I believe has chapters nationwide. They catch, neuter/spay , vaccinate and bring …
Starting Over, Over Again
"... can you see me going mad in here?..."
In My Room
"Sleep to Dream a Dreamer's Sleep...Let the Midnight Watchman Creep..." A step into a past full of Victorian Charm, all furniture and walls handpainted and restored...by me. 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, …
“Party Girl”
Hot Off The Easel! "Party Girl" 12"x 12" Paint Pen on Canvas©STM Just another view of "Party Girl" by Susan T. Martin, Created just an hour ago! Memories of Franky and Johnny's / Gemini Room in Fort Pierce, Florida!
Transported.
"Why am I small again, lost again?"
All Writey Now
...seems to be less like a monkey...more like a huge Brahma that has lain down, groaning and farting...
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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