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...

It’s Just Me…

“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”

AM I FAMOUS YET?

“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”

Are You Confused?

Who Was I Then? Am I Now? Who Will I Become? I know that we change, it is a natural thing. I’m not hung up on the aging process… the … Continue reading Are You Confused?

A Freewheeling Frenzy!

I have to get the mix just right: a smidgen of anxiety, a pinch of hunger, a good dose of caffeine and just about 48 hours without sleep and *BAM*! … Continue reading A Freewheeling Frenzy!

The Cathouse

Been trapping feral kitties this weekend…but not to kill them. Yay! I’ve been working with a nonprofit called Meow Now, which I believe has chapters nationwide. They catch, neuter/spay , … Continue reading The Cathouse

HIGH Time

“introducing SUTI’S Whimsies, Susan T. Martin’s Joyful, Buoyant Designs…

Free My Mind for You/ Free Your Mind for Me

…inside myself I am whole, where I am not broken…

Yellow Belly.

…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…

FAIL…SAFE?

“…a drive to put what is playing on my internal projector out into the real world, for others to see…”

Starting Over, Over Again

“… can you see me going mad in here?…”