by pbsartist | May 31, 2025 | OPENstudio
why did she say that it stuck lodged between my ears and he those words that word a wedge in my heart the sensitivity i do not believe can be walled of with boundaries and self knowing sometimes it is the obligation of others to keep their mouths shut and let us walk...
by pbsartist | May 29, 2025 | OPENstudio
i hear him move i want nothing of it to take myself away is the only ache a small square room a bed a table a window not to see or remind or ache for out there but to know and to feel the world exists as I go...
by pbsartist | May 27, 2025 | OPENstudio
there’s an invitation to slough off the everyday life the superficiality of skin layer and bathe in the water layer of emptiness 90% we are soothing we may begin to cry simplicity is never simple it is great art life should never be supposed the sight of...
by pbsartist | May 25, 2025 | OPENstudio
a shoulder width apart you’d think we could reach out and touch but the sign says otherwise so I obey the ache to make contact six degrees of separation further than this span yet more distant the terrain and treacherous the footholds as we stand side by...
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...
