Painting My Heart Out
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
Category: identity
The Hurrier I Go…
THE BEHINDER I GET How true, how true that Pennsylvania Dutch saying is. I squander my art endeavors, rushing from this deadline to that, frazzled, befuddled and unsatisfied. That may … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
IN the Mirror
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
Birds of Paradise
“…running to the window, still asleep, she fell thru the glass with a crash…”
RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……”
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…”
Yellow Belly.
…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…
Starting Over, Over Again
“… can you see me going mad in here?…”
Illuminating The Plight of an Artist In the THROES of a MANIC EPISODE!!!
“…I am moved…because I walked thru 20 miles and 56 years of burning coals to get where I am…
Transported.
“Why am I small again, lost again?”
