by pbsartist | Jun 3, 2026 | OPENstudio
I am in the midst of them the quiet work under sunlit trees dappled ground work cars hazy through the mist I am paralyzed and know nothing this is then the final turning embrace the neck of this horse ride fully the final...
by pbsartist | Jun 1, 2026 | OPENstudio
there is no gap between me and the world what befalls the world befalls me that’s how it is I have been called a sensitive an idealist we are more connected than we realize more at home that anyone realizes for me to sense it for you to deny it this too we are...
by pbsartist | May 30, 2026 | OPENstudio
one’s patina is boundless one’s humility of being here can be just boundless we think we know better humans with some great sense of divinity being above it all the inheritance of this place is a continuity one we dramatically sense our birthright the...
by pbsartist | May 28, 2026 | OPENstudio
the press of winter the economy of winter has become a love it ways I didn’t possess in my youth this presence this understand takes me by surprise I walk in winter the bone white stretch straight to the blue bright sky never ceases when did we stop seeing when...
by pbsartist | May 26, 2026 | OPENstudio
The world asks to be seen but have you asked yourself or it what it wants to be seen as or for this stalwart planet holidng humanity holidng life how long have we been here how long will it let us remain hands cupped holding the shimmer of fairy dust of dew tipped...
by pbsartist | May 24, 2026 | OPENstudio
The consistent song of the birds I wake I sleep it is there perhaps I tell myself this is enough then humanity this world of which I am a member comes in demanding bills paid and debts settled how does one keep going like the bird song like the morning sun like the...
