how it feels to be ME... ___________}}}}}}}}{{{{{{{{__________ This is the call prospectus; I will somehow communicate visually to you (since I am a visual artist) the feeling of being Bipolar. My inner workings, tickings, thinkings: the fears and joys, ups and downs, backward-and-forward loves and hates...ALL the fuzzies , and the rough edges, swirly thoughts …
The Days of Trouble Begin
"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid
"I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold...it felt cool..."
An Artist’s Realization:
"My dreams are NOT dead!..."
*UPDATE*Hello Fellow Fellows of Art
The Water Plant (sold) ©SusanTMartin2019 ******To all my dear friends who were worrying about me, I am doing fine and I did have a Covid test 4 days after I first felt sick, and it came out negative! So, yay, for that, and yay for feeling so much better! I hope this finds you all …
Birds of Paradise
"...running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash..."
Water Flowing thru My Art Life
Water...It gives life, it takes life. It's waves hold the secrets of a million years...
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...
“INSIDE VOICE” a New Series of Works
"...look into this inner world and I promise I will use my "INSIDE VOICE".
LANDFALL(In the Garden of my Father)
...see what this work has gone thru on it's journey to fruition...
The Journey, a Debut Art Video
. This project was a couple years in the making for me, and was born from the bottomless grief I was dealing with then. As caregiver to both of my parents after a 23 year-long active addiction, and after a devestating breakup of my marriage when my ex went to Federal Prison, I was …
Keep Your Head…and Mine Too
...crack a smile or frown a frown...about the wonderful gift of creativity!
Am I a Brave Artist?
I must push myself to new heights. I want to. I am still th
Sick, Sick, SICK OF IT…
...this post is winding itself around my consciousness like my fairy python-mother...
The Unveiling!
Shall I call it "UNBAGGING"? I told you that you would never guess my source photo, in the last post's images. Well here it is: . Here's the deal: I was ready to take Kleo for her daily walk, mask on, prepared to face the outside world. I had just finished watching (another) horrible newscast …
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