by pbsartist | Apr 20, 2024 | OPENstudio
plants appear not as objects but subjects these living, striving beings are trying to make it in the world— and trying to make the world that they are a part of as I look around the rooms I see hanging, sitting, cascading fonds, leaves, flowers I wonder at their...
by pbsartist | Apr 18, 2024 | OPENstudio
why push back against the morning it comes for millennia no consideration for whether it’s wanted or not a lesson there choosing what is right for the one holding fast to conviction and keeping on changes the world one day at a time
by pbsartist | Apr 16, 2024 | OPENstudio
slump back into the cradle of bedpraising the actionable works of anotheras if by association, earned merits for oneselfwhen life tolls what will stand more worthythe bed having cradledthe man having praisedor the one having raised their hand, placing it onto the...
by pbsartist | Apr 14, 2024 | OPENstudio
It can be so strange to walk through the darkness in a space a room a corridor which you know so well in the light you can find your way alright recalling from when the light illuminated still the table there the chair the cabinet the bush the tree trunk yet you find...
by pbsartist | Apr 12, 2024 | OPENstudio
The television begins to ring my ears boxed there just 8 feet away he pays no mind this is normal for him an ignorable habit for me an intrusion on peace is this sensitivity too much to the normalcy of life or do I harken back to days when we had interior spaces to...
