Moldy Oldies

Progress is being made daily! 4 molds (maybe more) in various stages of done-ness, plus a life size ceramic duck. Oh, and 3 end tables, 4 chairs, and a round dining room table, all in various stages of done-ness.

.  Um…oh yeah, 2 paintings and one mural of a life sized horse…and a new mural commission to be begun Pronto…

.  You would think that the funds would be rolling in… But I make, and I create but I never hit the pavement with my wares and try to sell them….Sigh…

.  Is that the mark of a true artist? Or just a bipolar one?WIN_20191106_14_16_05_ProWIN_20191106_14_15_26_Pro (2)

About Susan T. Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...