by pbsartist | May 23, 2025 | OPENstudio
Werner’s Nomenclature of Color breast of pied wag tail back of nut hatch fresh wood ash tail of black cock egg of largest blue bottle junction of the neck vest coverts white of human eyeball my heart does not know the words Werner has seen to apply to this...
by pbsartist | May 21, 2025 | OPENstudio
saying yes even though the thickness of tears clogs my throat I have no other way to go this response is my label worn thin but still tough 34 years of folds and creases challenging its legibility nonetheless still stuck it can never be taken off nor would I try to...
by pbsartist | May 19, 2025 | OPENstudio
I profess an artist though I constantly seek the shape of life and fall short it looks like a line one long road from start to finish in the thick of it one is apt to shift perspective the view looking more like a hill or mountain Sisyphus climb we do we though peek...
by pbsartist | May 17, 2025 | OPENstudio
I would like to straighten my encounters with the world uncrease and detangle the twisted lines that have come to be the only way through this short long life we’ve chance for change to take the off ramp begin the real journey unchartered unmapped this territory...
by pbsartist | May 15, 2025 | OPENstudio
the plateau of my ordinariness stands upon me I am ready to lead the useless life too busy to turn an ear to the left or an eye to the right those years of success tumbling behind me an avalanche of completions I stumbled into the future mine only to find I’d...
by pbsartist | May 13, 2025 | OPENstudio
what do I want away from what reprieve of body am I seeking that will release the grip of sinew to soul stamping its fire like the last embers of a final bon voyage to these trappings before winter descends I have no fear left for it anyway we go about a life as if it...
