"I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold...it felt cool..."
The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid
Chicken? or Pig? Just Flesh, please…
"...that half smile and nod...while their eyes glaze over...like my very words are getting dirt on them..."
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 …
Sick, Sick, SICK OF IT…
...this post is winding itself around my consciousness like my fairy python-mother...
Imagination LOCKDOWN
Dear Friends, I woke up this morning believing the world was fine, normal. I had no thought of a world on lockdown for a few fleeting seconds. .  Then, as was wont to happen after my Mom's death, the awful reality came down on my brain like a sledgehammer. It did actually stop me in …
An Awakening
Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing me with scattered glimpses of it's eternal beauty. Oh, how I have longed for it's soothing embrace, and so have everyone I have contact with; …
Feeling at War with Myself
I have been languishing here, letting myself fall off the edge of sanity for a while. Is it physical?emotional?spiritual? No, not spiritual, for I feel close to my Creator. I just feel diminished, somehow, like my life's blood has been watered down. Perhaps when the rainy season ends I will blossom again. Till then, my …
The Duality of My Artistic Self
Depicting my own image has been a starting point my work from the beginning. As a child my drawings were always of female faces, although I never consciously realized these were reflections of me. Even then, in my earliest work, the duality of my nature is blatantly apparent. . The faces I drew were always …
An Introduction and Trigger Warning!
Boom. Just like that! I pushed a button, chose the business plan, and I'm up and running... Why don't you come run with me for a while? You can see me falter, catch my breath, take a few more steps, laugh, get a stitch in my side, take another step or two...and then give it …
Isolationism
At times the Artist feels so exposed...so unlike the rest...so isolated from the rest of humankind... She express this as ,"Feeling like I am painted Green".
A Saint Petersburg Artist Resident
It has been an enormously trying year and one half, year and 8 months , actually. I have grown SO much since I have lived here in St. Petersburg, I have learned to believe in myself, and in my ability to survive. As An ARTIST. In my own right, I have put in the footwork, stretched …
We’re All Innocent by Susan T. Martin
This painting is Mixed Media on Canvas, 24"x 36" signed and unframed. It is the culmination of months of work and thought, and is now, finally, at a stage I can call finished. I think we have spoken to one another long enough, now I will let it speak to you. There are many ways …
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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