OUT OF THE GUTTER ART
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 eyes …
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 do …
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, but …
"It's ALL a gift..."
DID you ever feel so immobilized that you wanted to EXPLODE?!? WELL, I DO!! I am so sick of myself, so tired of being tired, so FRUSTRATED at my own inertia that I could scream. I don't think it's "Long Covid" . I think it's " I'm a Super Lazy LOSER!!" (as I look back …
"...I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me...)
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 of …
"I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold...it felt cool..."
"I'm back in Black and White, and better than EVER!"
Mania Illuminata shines in Five Deuces Galleria recently! Me and my shadow!! It has been a long trip but she found a good home!! WHAT a great show this was at Five Deuces Galleria down in St Petersburg this month! I had really been trying to get in a show at this gallery, I felt …
"...maybe all artists...go thru periods of feast followed by famine..."
There are months when I sail along. Then there was April. Ouch. Work in Progress: The Old Grove Bipolar Disorder has a whole bag of tricks it can put to use on me, it used all of them. I let myself believe I didn't need more than 3 hours sleep per night. In fact, thot …
and The "Salvator" Mommy . (And THE LAVENDER CAT!) Being still is very difficult for me mentally. Having a racing mind is the natural state of being for me, anything else is alien and uncomfortable. If I'm flitting about inside I can leap away from my disturbing thoughts as soon as they appear- it's a …
"Hold on for dear life my friend."
"...walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!"
SUSAN TODD MARTIN 
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