It has been many years since I created a work of art. Sure, I write my stories and poems, but I am talking about my first love:Visual Arts.
Purchasing art supplies over the last 5 years or so, I kept telling myself that painting or drawing would be soothing, and calming. A way to express all the bottled up angst I have inside. But I refused to pick up the pen, the pencil, the brush. I had to keep all that pain for as long as I did. Thats what addicts and alcoholics do. Sit in our own *(&$!%!!
So, I made a huge step today, putting pen to paper!
Thank You God!
Goodnight!!!
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Author: Susan Todd Martin
I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...
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