by pbsartist | Dec 4, 2015 | pbsartist
Not that I wasn’t before. But that was a different fun. The fun of sharing and inspiring and touching and meeting and connecting and traveling. _____________________________________________________________________________________ To...
by pbsartist | Nov 18, 2015 | pbsartist
It woke me at 12:30am. It wasn’t the expected trip to the toilet. The mother voice in my head sent me there nonetheless. I could feel my concerned-brow furrow even in this half-wake state. She’d been on my mind- at least in the background-for days; maybe...
by pbsartist | Nov 11, 2015 | pbsartist
Some people who might otherwise be artists, or merely more productive, turn their creative talents elsewhere because they cannot tolerate being alone for extended periods. Anna Held Audette ______________________________________________________________________________...
by pbsartist | Nov 6, 2015 | pbsartist, Uncategorized
Sometimes a fall is part of the plan all along. worn shoes, weary heart and listless mind. One year ago today I returned from Australia. _____________________________________________________________________________________ The more expectations we carry in the less we...
by pbsartist | Oct 29, 2015 | pbsartist
I’ve lost myself, though I know where I am~ _____________________________________________________________________________________ What a year off can do~ Settle you into perspective. Give you new outlook. Turn your gaze to what is necessary and real. Focus your...
by pbsartist | Oct 27, 2015 | pbsartist, Uncategorized
John goes off to work most Sunday evenings; sometimes Monday mornings- when I get lucky. He returns Friday evenings; sometimes Saturday mornings- when I get lucky. this is our new routine. It’s not what we hoped for. It’s not at all what we envisioned. But...
