Art Trip to a Bipolar Mind
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I have a confession. I am an artist who is afraid of color. Not just in my art, but in the way I dress and decorate my home, and other places I haven’t discovered yet. It is an odd feeling to realize and admit that now, but that’s the first…
● Latest Articles
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I Quit
He’s taller than me when he stands on the bench, and he takes joy in jumping into my arms, wrapping his legs around mine and…
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Ten Dead Dogs
When you are gone I turn on different lamps. I watch documentaries, and eat foods you don’t indulge in. Lasagna, quiche and cherries. I dare…
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Confessions
I tripped over a kindergartener and hurt my knee. Hazard of the profession. The kindergartener made out okay, just a few tears, then “Oh look,…
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Broken Brain
Two days ago my brain broke. It just refused to do what it needed to do, and I ended up doing nothing. I can’t do…
● About Me
I’m Alicia, the creator and author behind this blog. I’m an artist living with bipolar disorder. I write because it soothes my soul.
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