HURT
“…my face is not bright yellow, my eyes not tiny black dots, my mouth not a thin and crooked black line?”
Category: PTSD
What You Made Me Feel (Blue-Eyed Johnny)
“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…”
A Neighbor’s Dying
“…Poor, poor Chris…I guess maybe your train finally came…”
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
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…”
GRINDING AWAY
‘Progress, not perfection.’ Who said that? I hate you, whoever you are. Because I…WANT…PERFECTION!
Eating Art
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
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 … Continue reading Thru the Looking Glass: The Optics of Susan
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…”
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!
