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...
by pbsartist | Feb 9, 2020 | OPENstudio
this day I implore you in strength take that step across the threshold match this strength of your soul to the courage of your feet to the trust that stepping will bring only goodness even if deceptive at first the roar you hear is not fear my dear no step across and...
by pbsartist | Feb 4, 2020 | OPENstudio
Leaving a bread-crumb trail not so I might get back there will be no return it’s impossible anyway always different always changing cells dying and blood regenerating 365 days of solitude the world moving around and about me but no longer not in me. change of...
by pbsartist | Feb 2, 2020 | OPENstudio
I can’t seem to help myself it returns so often and shines so beautifully through the kitchen windows I can’t seem to help myself returning as I do as well to expounding on the wonder of it just there out the window dark skies all around the pin-holes of...
