by pbsartist | Apr 8, 2010 | Uncategorized
I took my boys back to the airport this morning so they could return ‘home’. Feeling so desperately hollow as I watch them snake through the security check line to the conveyored xray machines. Their red heads towering above most the rest as they slowly...
by pbsartist | Apr 1, 2010 | Uncategorized
ArtFest was all that it professed to be, all that I could’ve hoped for of it and as intense of an event as I remembered from years past. I always leave exhilerated, yet a bit deflated because I know I haven’t lived up to the expectations of all the...
by pbsartist | Mar 24, 2010 | Uncategorized
I am off to Port Townsend! I get to teach ‘local’ this week~I’m taking a ferry across Puget Sound, driving to the northern tip of the peninsula, will set up shop in an old captains quarters, sleep in a quaint, refurbished brothel turned hotel and...
by pbsartist | Mar 19, 2010 | Uncategorized
The longings of my heart-while faint under the loss and cacophony of recovery at the onset-have gained strength and courage over the past three months of convicted ‘aloneness’. They intrude on my early morning reading with quick jabs of neediness hitting...
by pbsartist | Mar 15, 2010 | Uncategorized
What does this mean-‘free’? I’ve had a shirt with this statement emblazoned across it for several years now. When I first began wearing it the meaning of ‘free’ was very different than it is now. Then it stood for the breaking free from...
by pbsartist | Mar 11, 2010 | Uncategorized
I haven’t been painting all that much lately. The current series still lies in piles around the studio and covers the walls with their coordinated creative touch. I love to sit and gaze at them, each one unique and sparking a memory of its creation; yet all...
