by pbsartist | Mar 31, 2020 | OPENstudio
You have this power…. It is in the hand that holds the brush pen charcoal stub. It comes from the deep place within that, when you take a moment to turn your ear to it tune- it flies furiously up to enfold your senses forever. This your soul speaking to the...
by pbsartist | Mar 29, 2020 | OPENstudio
it is not something that is sought and found as we have been taught and taught ourselves for so many generations it is something that is there just there always under the skin blended into the blush of the cheek swirled in and amongst the tips of fingers as they reach...
by pbsartist | Mar 24, 2020 | OPENstudio
That time you waited for, as you held arms tight at your side, saving the hug for next time. That time you closed the tab querying the interesting new pathway you discovered, thinking you were not ready. That time you told yourself everyone else was better so you...
by pbsartist | Mar 22, 2020 | OPENstudio
how lovely life can be at noon no inhibitions there was no one to see and judge regardless there was nothing to judge Italian lunch I call it but anymore I don’t even bother with that my flowered china plate holding a small scoop of egg salad alongside my fresh...
by pbsartist | Mar 17, 2020 | OPENstudio
Have you considered that maybe just maybe it’s meant to be this way?Not the deaths, not the pain, not the sickness, not the heartache. -We have come so far from what’s meant to be. Life. Closer life- Slower life- Conscious life- Edge-of-seat, attentive,...
by pbsartist | Mar 15, 2020 | OPENstudio
The winter sun streams into the window low and bold whiting out the screen stealing the letters as I type I question again why I tap the keys and make the words it is something anymore akin to paint on board it can not leave my hands set deep in my DNA this need no...
