Before the Brush
794: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 15, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
She called we talked at length about the boat they'd sailed around the world for 20 years no desire ever for such a thing but yet what would it be like to live your personal bliss wake each day with enough color paint the world rosey posey in a vase atop the counter...
793: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 13, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
All things are meltable and replaceable not at this moment this lamb among wolves this rejection upon the insight we are leaves we are stars we are messages written in sand we are pod water rich with life we are dust blown from the...
792: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 11, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
we hedge against the fear of not knowing who we are what we want how to be safe such a hard time changing the paradox of this world's constant change breaking patterns throwing off yoke to historied narratives we can set out to become the platitudinal change we preach...
791: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 9, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
not unimportant the word holy shares its root with whole the notion of the interleaving of all things the only perspective available in every act of unselfing with wonder right here on Earth this hallowed broken world whole
790: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 7, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
it is your life to tinker with learn from live and love it is my life to tinker with learn from live and love
789: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 5, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
warm and bright and filled with the promise of good things eyes open to the colors winter has kept us for months equinox snow on the rooftops sun bright glare across the tender daffodil stalks this inherited devotion this curiosity and respect this wonder and seeking...
788: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 3, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I am in the midst of them the quiet work under sunlit trees dappled ground work cars hazy through the mist I am paralyzed and know nothing this is then the final turning embrace the neck of this horse ride fully the final journey
787: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | June 1, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
there is no gap between me and the world what befalls the world befalls me that's how it is I have been called a sensitive an idealist we are more connected than we realize more at home that anyone realizes for me to sense it for you to deny it this too we are willing...
786: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 30, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
one's patina is boundless one's humility of being here can be just boundless we think we know better humans with some great sense of divinity being above it all the inheritance of this place is a continuity one we dramatically sense our birthright the language we need...
785: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 28, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
the press of winter the economy of winter has become a love it ways I didn't possess in my youth this presence this understand takes me by surprise I walk in winter the bone white stretch straight to the blue bright sky never ceases when did we stop seeing when did...
784: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 26, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
The world asks to be seen but have you asked yourself or it what it wants to be seen as or for this stalwart planet holidng humanity holidng life how long have we been here how long will it let us remain hands cupped holding the shimmer of fairy dust of dew tipped...
783: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 24, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
The consistent song of the birds I wake I sleep it is there perhaps I tell myself this is enough then humanity this world of which I am a member comes in demanding bills paid and debts settled how does one keep going like the bird song like the morning sun like the...
782: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 22, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
That one word that one voice the one friend the one thing that finds me here again today waking
781: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 20, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I am coming to you sideways thrown off center by one line in an essay by an admired disagree if it is naive then bring on naivity the big blue bird landed just there to give me a message to send a sign to change my mind the cloud told a story yesterday that spoke a...
780: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 18, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
what if I just chose it the opposite the alternative the converse to this adverse it seems unreal too difficult so impossible and also just a hint that there is a way and it may just can you imagine be the way choosing anger confusion anxiety discord disgust...
779: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 16, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I am frightened by how much I want to change to see differrently to get to again feel renewed alive present to something beyond my own understanding or nothing at all
778: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 14, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
like anyone post pandemic I am baffled anew often by the way we've changed like a frog in a pot of cold water set to boil we have been slowly assimilated to the change in temperature and now we've got so much work to do it stares us in the face and demands a reconing...
777: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 12, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
he walked by as if no one else could see I first thought it a she no way to know and that's just fine until the voice rang out a song a rant an imploring only he would know but I here inside watching the steps marched and the umbrella twirled as if a baton thought...
776: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 10, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
a tender hug broke through the resent ment to be a gift a blessing I held it over time as a weight of loss paid with my own blood to stand below the afterthought so small so unreadable left traces of memory passing through life no one gives entirely without...
775: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 8, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
the kids in this neighborhood shuffle from the bus drag bags like weights of life already behind their skipping steps a mix of grand youth and too much already one turns into the path awaiting the locked door the too small space they'll enter another keeps on no...
774: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 6, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
one more blink one more bake one more change of a bulb planting of a sprout tending of a mess one more sweeping of the porch one more driving to the task one more scooping of the waste raking of the leaves pruning of the branch one more washing one more cutting one...
773: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 4, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
what to believe when the contact form is filled with AI interest spam fills the inbox and leads to phish I feel defeated by the debachery of humanity where is the way that are followers who want to come learn play in the real that is the imagination reward for the...
772: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | May 2, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
My life is mine to do what I want with it give it back take it all return it someday to the wild earth why then do I bother with a hesitation with a question of whether it is right or wrong I have been taught these things before I knew my life was mine they are a part...
771: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 30, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
It all started with you one word one cry my life never again what I imagined not a moment to spare as I keep on this spinning whirl a dervish for my own creation for my own loosed tongue for my own sprung traps
770: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 28, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
the accumulation behind my back lives not just days lined up like sentry at a wake shaking hands with the wizened skirts received along this vantaged line no remorse held in the basket of wilting lilies shuttered away even the cobwebs no longer cling to its dry stems...
769: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 26, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I can never begin to imagine getting to the bottom of things just as I think the final scrim has lifted a question arises like a bud in spring soil teased to the surface testing the tension between sight and depth shifting as it does recalibrated as a fresh film a...
768: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 24, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
it is difficult to describe how it feels or what I sense when I can see that I exist it is a broad horizon or maybe a deep expanse or just a sweet small room all at once everything it means nothing to me now that was yesterday but still yet at the center of my self a...
767: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 22, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I am like Pessoa the sort of person always on the fringe of what one belongs to seeing not only the multitude a part of but also the wide-open spaces around it a soul entirely impatient with itself bit by bit conquering the terrain color by color taking back what is...
766: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 20, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
my self is my sieve for reality how else can I possibly reconcile the nerves touching the end of the pathway stretched out taught this direction to go this figment of fixity this fluidity of matter this illusion of world this color called green
765: the world asks to be seen
by pbsartist | April 18, 2026 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I leave the door just ajar late spring chill feels warm after months of deep dark freeze this too then the soul how do I trust the crack in the doorway a final return life arrives