“…my face is not bright yellow, my eyes not tiny black dots, my mouth not a thin and crooked black line?”
“I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me…”
The Dawn Fine Art Scraffito by S.T.Martin
Woo Hoo ! I am an artist WHIRLWIND again! Hang on, cause art is flowing out of me in a torrent, and I need more hands. I am happy to … Continue reading Painting My Heart Out
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image I’m in “Wonderland” right now. Been here for a week or so. Time seems to be inching by, my head too heavy to lift off … Continue reading IN the Mirror
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”
‘Progress, not perfection.’ Who said that? I hate you, whoever you are. Because I…WANT…PERFECTION! The Earth keeps spinning on it’s Axis, and my mind keeps spinning like a mouse wheel. … Continue reading GRINDING AWAY
I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door … Continue reading Eating Art
“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”
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?
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!
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
“introducing SUTI’S Whimsies, Susan T. Martin’s Joyful, Buoyant Designs…
…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…
“… can you see me going mad in here?…”