by pbsartist | Feb 25, 2020 | OPENstudio
I can tell you it is in a blade of grass newly shot from the earth clean clear bright green or the small sound coming from the nest there in the eaves you’d been waiting to hear and just now hear or the pink and orange that can never be found on an artists...
by pbsartist | Feb 23, 2020 | OPENstudio
My neighbor there through the window light at half mast and me surrounded by words and you moon beginning in this not yet day day
by pbsartist | Feb 18, 2020 | OPENstudio
Melancholia: Middle English: black bile. wait please, stay with me… darkness I am learning gently and patiently is startlingly delightful sure of course, some dark holds menace but the dark I have encountered rising in the morning before the sun as I do it is...
by pbsartist | Feb 16, 2020 | OPENstudio
Once more I implore you continue do not stop at the threshold but turn and turn over the labyrinth of life and let the mystery unfold find your way to the center of it all and do not stop your steps until it is reached no there now stop you survived having taken the...
by pbsartist | Feb 11, 2020 | OPENstudio
not so that you must go out as if in secret searching for a place to lay the spark of a match against the dry leaves go out with this- as love alighted by the glow from the moment you woke and hold it yes to the dry leaves but not as you expect-to see them go up in...
