Thru the Looking Glass: The Optics of Susan

I should have taken photography classes. I dearly love the medium, and in this day and age I am happy that I can create beautiful images with a smidgen of knowledge. However, I can only imagine the heights to which I would rise with some serious book-learning. Or book-learnin’. (I’m a gonna git me some book-learnin’ Ma….) A dear friend recently gave me a nice 35mm camera , case and all. I think it intimidates me, I haven’t even looked at it! In spite of the aforementioned ignorance of the real art of photography, I am sharing some of my recent work here, now.

Categories: art, Bipolar Art, Bipolar Disorder, Childhood sexual abuse, Confidence!, Creativity, digital art, Excellence, Flashbacks, gift, gratitude, mental illness, Mixed media, Mood Swings, outsider art, Photography, PTSD, Real Life, Recovery, Healing, SurrealismTags: , , , ,

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...

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