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All the Comforts of Home

I love to paint old furniture. Old, unloved, forlorn furniture. Abandoned. While my efforts are earnest, I don’t adhere to and “discipline”, such as Tole painting. I love the results of timeless beauty where this discipline is used. But there is something of a rebel in me, an impatient, free-wheeling force to be reckoned with. .  Does this make my recycled art furniture better than … Continue reading All the Comforts of Home

Susan T. Martin
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The Duality of My Artistic Self

Depicting my own image has been a starting point my work from the beginning. As a child my drawings were always of female faces, although I never consciously realized these were reflections of me. Even then, in my earliest work, the duality of my nature is blatantly apparent. .  The faces I drew were always divided, half usually in darkness, or different in other ways. … Continue reading The Duality of My Artistic Self

Susan T. Martin
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Moldy Oldies

Progress is being made daily! 4 molds (maybe more) in various stages of done-ness, plus a life size ceramic duck. Oh, and 3 end tables, 4 chairs, and a round dining room table, all in various stages of done-ness. .  Um…oh yeah, 2 paintings and one mural of a life sized horse…and a new mural commission to be begun Pronto… .  You would think that … Continue reading Moldy Oldies

Susan T. Martin