Tag: Personal journey

  • I WONT GIVE UP!

    I WONT GIVE UP!

    Water Lady, doodle 2023
    Me, NOT GIVING UP!!

       It is a NEW DAY.  I had an epiphany of sorts, a dreaded weigh in at my Doc’s, which blindsided me with the astronomical increase in number! I’ll tell you a rather large secret: I’m only 12 pounds away from the HEAVIEST I’ve ever been.

    “Growth” detail of mixed media painting by me, SusanTMartin2019
    Original art, SusanTMartin2026
    “It’s not the dog in the fight, its the FIGHT in the dog!!”…Mark Twain
    “Crossing the Delaware, Well Aware” mixed media in the Permanent collection of the Ryan Licht Sang Bipolar Foundation 2017
    Rock On!

      Almost exactly a year ago I had a total right hip replacement, added to a my other spinal surgeries, catastrophic falls and lifelong intractable pain. I thought I was so healthy- I had lost 40 pounds on Keto, I had energy and was ready (I imagined) for the surgery.

      Holy Toledo! Wrong answer. The recovery was horrific. PAINFUL! COMPLICATIONS, and an idiot Physical therapist who let my leg fall off the table because all my major muscles on that side had been cut. He told me to lay my leg gently to the side, as I was lying on my back, knees bent. He was there to guard and catch it from overextending. Unfortunately, for me, he completely turned away at the exact time. The pain so intense I screamed and nearly fainted. I already had a grade 3 tear on my hamstring on that leg, with a partial avulsion, which in layman’s terms basically means my thigh muscles were nearly cut through and detached from my butt bones. So already excruciating.

      All this is a preface to the fact that I let myself go and tried to eat my way back to health. Ice cream was my private nurse. Self pity my companion. Doom scrolling, couch-potatoe-ing were my favorite firm of entertainment. Nearly a year with minimal effort at physical therapy, and a fall that totally smashed my face right before the hip surgery. I have turned into a train wreck. I do not recognize myself.

       But I am DONE with that.

       NO MORE!!!

      I rejoined Weight Watchers who I used to lose 70 pounds in 2016. Tonight I tracked my meals for the first time. And tomorrow I’m going to sign up at LA fitness gym. I may not get “skinny”, but, damn it, I WILL GET STRONG AGAIN!!

      Thanks for listening! Join me on my journey!!

    Onward and Upward, Matey! (and DOWNWARD weight numbers!!!)

  • DEEP DIVE:

    DEEP DIVE:

    how it feels to be ME…

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    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 hatesALL the fuzzies , and the rough edges, swirly thoughts and bumps in the road BLOCKS.

    In living color. Will it be beautiful? Perhaps in the fact that I am pouring myself into the page, translating feelings like a electric current running thru my heart to yours. Can it be done? Yes, because that IS what I do, always, in my art. Not to say the feelings come across in all my work to each and every viewer, but it is ultimately what motivates me to create.

    . I AM a Bipolar Creative, and I am compelled to create to express this state of being.

    “Oh, it’s so easy for you to paint things.”

    Is it? Anyone can learn to create a likeness, with practice and will.

    But no one can squeeze their very essence into a creative work the way I do without strong emotion, taxing effort, mental strain, soaring delight and, at times, great agitation and even physical pain. Yes, I have heard other Artists, many technically great and successful who purport no emotional contortions are necessary to create great art.

    That is not true for me.

    My art soothes my frantic racing brain which runs away at breakneck speed when certain conditions are met. Or the melancholy, dark days when I seek the relief of soothing, deep blues and greens..

    Yes, I do love this Bipolar life of mine, and I’m glad to be who I am. I am proud to share myself in my art. I hope it helps a friend some future day, to put their feelings on the page…