art – Page 9 – Out of the Gutter Art

Over the Humpty-Dump

Oh, the fun of a downward spiral…After a week or two of just mind blowing energy and creativity, comes the inevitable crash. This time it was about a week of doldrums, pain, negativity and actual physical illness, all of which I attribute to this illness called Bipolar Disorder. The worst part of a depressive episode,ContinueContinue reading “Over the Humpty-Dump”

“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!

HOPE SPRINGS!

Change has come round the bend again…My illness has spit me out of the Doubt Chamber, at least for a time. Yay. Woop Woop. The Bipolar illness, that is…the Excruciating Pain from my other illnesses is ongoing and unending. It is particularly intense today. So my enthusiasm for my self esteem and confidence in myContinueContinue reading “HOPE SPRINGS!”

All Writey Now

…seems to be less like a monkey…more like a huge Brahma that has lain down, groaning and farting…

Little Dipper

Oh, the way we roll…up one wave, down the next ad infinitum… My balloon can be pricked so easily, it’s like the world and everyone on it are made out of pins. I get to the point where the remedy is sleep and sweets , not necessarily in that order. The wind has left meContinueContinue reading “Little Dipper”

Regaining Joy

So, So Glad to be feeling like myself again. Taking it easy, not staying inside my head so much. Letting the colors and shapes do the talking…letting the details take the place of the racing thoughts. Dot, dot instead of thought-thought…. https://videopress.com/v/KFpT3cY6?preloadContent=metadata

Another Voice in the Night

I was finally motivated to produce my second painting in the “Inside Voice”series. Although I am beset physically with devastating exhaustion, I was able this past week to get some work done. This is very encouraging, I have been fighting the fully immersing fatigue that envelops me each morning. . I dosed myself up withContinueContinue reading “Another Voice in the Night”

Water Flowing thru My Art Life

Water…It gives life, it takes life. It’s waves hold the secrets of a million years…