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 early on that it would be a good fit for my work. I was right! I have made some excellent connections and am working on my entries for their next show, “Black and White with a touch of color!
I am really excited to have my piece in an important local collection, and I see great things ahead! Let’s keep pushing on!
Good ol’ Susie made some art-Where art I? Art I? Oh.
I have never hired anyone to sit for me. My people who people my canvases are The People who people my mind. Here a people, there a people, every where a peep hole, people.
People . What a funny word, especially when you write it , many times, in the same sentence.
The same sentence.
Oh, what a sentence it will be.
“The Crowd in My Head”.digitally painted paper collage, Susan T. Martin, 2015
How I do struggle, with all the Angst pushing against the walls of me, like a giant Volcano Person.
Do you feel me? How can you? I’m over here and you are Way, Way ……..over there.
I loved my father, my hated father. Oh, how I love him still. He could do no wrong in my eyes. Oh, but how wrong he did. A hater of some, lover of others…my mother? I’m not sure. Sure, they loved. But did they LOVE?
I’m sure I did. DID WHAT? loved. Your Father? No! But, yes. But NO , not like that
I loved him like you love the most beautiful rose-way down in the middle of the thorn bush. So beautiful, so pristine. SO UNTOUCHABLE, UNREACHABLE, unlovable in his lack of love output. He was so put out, when asked for love. Not as put out as mother, though.
OH NOOO! Mother was the furthest put out by an outpouring. Oh, no don’t pour it out on HER. Eww, you’re sticky, get your dirty hands OFF… Ew, you are making me HOT! ….Eww, Susan Todd, you are so HUGGY! What makes you so HUGGY?!
You are JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER. (no, mother!) You are so DIFFERENT from YOUR BROTHER . (but, how mother?)WHERE did you COME FROM? (you, mother?)
Reaching Out, acrylic on canvas, Work in Progress, Susan T. Martin 2017
Roll on Cupcake! Since this month is designation Sexual Assault Awareness Month, or SAAM, I decided yesterday to work on boosting my Art Health. So often my negative self image creeps into my work…
A Little Self Absorbed Angst Here
I am a big fan of Egon Shiele and his work, and in many aspects feel a sort of kindred spirit-especially when viewing his self-portraits. While my style does not compare to his in most aspects, I find it satisfying to bare my flaws in my art. Also, not being able to afford live models, he used someone he always had on hand, himself. I don’t know about you guys-my work has always included much introspection.
Egomania? Or just working out deep emotional questions about my own psyche, in order to understand what led me to such despair in my opinion of myself? I lean towards the latter, but recently read somewhere that all artists are egomaniacs. Surely I’m not, I’m too nice!
Like I Said, Nice!
After careful study of my shape now that I turned ?7, I have embarked on a new eating/ exercise/living plan, as of right this minute (wiping the sugar-free-butter-free-bland old oatmeal off my little greedy face…) I know that I will feel better, like when I lost 70 pounds in 2013-2014… I had much more energy and my bones hurt so much less!!
New Life of Hope!
So, I will probably be a little (more) grouchy, but hopefully much more productive in my artistic endeavors. I have an Etsy Store open again, and some works available right this minute: Get Em’ While You Can!!!(free shipping too, whoo hoo!)
I have more of my Outrageous Jello Molds nearly finished, they will be up in my shop soon!
The JELLO MOLDS, revisited…
We will see where my new endeavors lead, but just for today, I am happy-and hopeful!!
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