Mer Sea the Maid-Horse
…not Buffalo Bill, not Hannibal Lecter…no, Paper Factory…”
Category: recycled art
GRINDING AWAY
‘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
RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with … Continue reading RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
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…
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?…”
IN the DOGHOUSE
…there is a niggling worry, about the big C…CO I mean…VID…
Over the Humpty-Dump
Oh, the fun of a downward spiral…After a week or two of just mind blowing energy and creativity, comes the inevitable crash. This time it was about a week of … Continue reading Over the Humpty-Dump
In My Room
your home is your place to dream, to find peace and rest. A cocoon, a safe haven, an island in the storm… a place to create, to define, to highlight … Continue reading In My Room
I Miss What I Imagined I would Miss
…the room seems to awaken with her…golden rays fall…like the petals of an opening rose…
Out of the Gutter Art 