As my mind wandered the edge the artist in me blossomed, compulsively at first, experimentally and tentetitvely next and finally with joy and purpose.
The bipolar has left me disabled in some ways but it also has gifted me in others. This artists vision is a gift and if someone gave me the option of not having bipolar, at this point, I wouldn't take it. It's part of me now, it's part of my life, my art, it's part of who I am. I would no sooner give it away than I would give up my eyes.
So here I am. I would like to sell my work. I do sell through Artsunbound.org in NJ and would like to sell here as well.