IT’S HOT, I’M TIRED.. Night fell, and we were ready by Burt’s golden chariot. What an amazing vehicle it was. Huge, glistening, bearing his name proudly on the door in script as the owner/operator. This was no drugged-out short-timer. No, Mr. Burt was the real deal, hauling real steel. A true gentleman, he helpedContinueContinue reading “Back to the Story:”
Category Archives: Transformation
Dead Tired
Oh Joyful heart, where are you today? From so much light I now feel only pain. Where did my optimism run away to hide, Why now this dread that cannot be denied? She thought she had come away unscathed, from the turmoil, the abuse …and rage. But disease was just below the surface all along,ContinueContinue reading “Dead Tired”
Faces I see, Dreams of Me
Round One: Let the Game Begin!
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
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 showsContinueContinue reading “Painting My Heart Out”
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 meContinueContinue reading “IN the Mirror”
Birds of Paradise
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”
