“…and I am all locked up inside a tiny, empty box of a mind…”
Tag Archives: Joy
Cruelty to Humans
Oh, Woe! To the Earth and the Sea! Oh, my. So much going on in the world today. So many sad stories, War and pain all around us. It can feel so… HEAVY. and it is. I feel it, the weight of this life… It’s not killing me today, though. Not like it used toContinueContinue reading “Cruelty to Humans”
Bear With Me!!
“Rock On my Friends!”
I Am Crushing It
Endless reality, it’s always here- even before I open my eyes. Reverberating. Agonizing in it, I try to back away from it, back into my dreams. It is futile. The reality encroaches, angry at being left waiting. . My eyes reluctantly open, brows already furrowed. I will certainly have that deep furrow between my eyesContinueContinue reading “I Am Crushing It”
You Are What You ART
Feeding the Inner Creative What motivates you to create your art? When you hit a snag, where do you go to get your spark back? If I’m not careful, when I hit a slump I binge watch murder documentaries… Not good creative fodder. That just brings out negative vibes for me. So what I doContinueContinue reading “You Are What You ART”
A CLEAN SLATE
oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, butContinueContinue reading “A CLEAN SLATE”
The Days of Trouble Begin
“…I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me…)
For The Love of DETAIL
The Magic Bus AT ALTITUDE / SUSAN TODD MARTIN 2022 New art, the tiny line moving across the canvas. my pin-dot imaginary School Bus driving thru a blazing white desert.(That’s funny, a School Bus! Why not a Mach I , or a horse or something? I’m such a child inside). I spend a lot ofContinueContinue reading “For The Love of DETAIL”
