by pbsartist | Mar 16, 2021 | OPENstudio
the way a squirrel flitted atop the topmost roof top shook down on my floors the dust of decades from their ancestor inhabitants decades and decades gone by has given my melliferous a change of mood some part of a day I had...
by pbsartist | Mar 14, 2021 | OPENstudio
By what authority? Average. Middle. Everything balanced on the scales of design. did I say average? By what authority I take up my brush and proclaim insight to what it takes to persevere performance may point to the obvious years gone under the bridge yet this is not...
by pbsartist | Mar 9, 2021 | OPENstudio
They have two sets of silverware two drawers to hold them for shits sake they are two do they each need their own set? I have two one given that used to be theirs so there’s three the other from that wedding in that past life so long ago there was joy in it I am...
by pbsartist | Mar 7, 2021 | OPENstudio
what will the world look like next if we all keep meditating keep trusting keep planintg seeds keep leaning into the direction of our dreams now.
by pbsartist | Mar 2, 2021 | OPENstudio
So I walk and the sky rains down song the steps each one another note of the psalm building as I tend the ground loose the soil clean the coop wash the dog crescendo at the closing of the door good night to the world in which I reside the final note settling into the...
by pbsartist | Feb 28, 2021 | OPENstudio
the tightness that constricts the eyebrows long before the day has begun too early for this state of boxing to get rid of all restrictions absorbed filter the waste accumulated the layers of debris chipped like an archaeological dig until like the sun the diamond...
