I Can Wait No More!

Hello, my Dear Friends!

I have been away so long, I am probably long forgotten. The reason I had gone private is still not resolved, but I must do what heals me. Writing this blog is an outlet, and a solace for me.  This is necessary, for I am still caring for my Dad. So, here I am!

I will try to catch you up on good changes in my life: I started showing my artwork in various local exhibitions, some juried… And in three months time I have recieved three third place ribbons, and an Award of Merit from a local Art Museum. My head has puffed up so big!!!

  Thank you, all who have encouraged me for so long! I am posting some pictures of a few recent pieces now… Prepare to laugh!

WIN_20151119_183611WIN_20151119_183731WIN_20151204_190021I love for my work to make people feel happy, childlike, amazed. Because that is how my art thrills me! I will share much more with you soon!

Author: ST 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...