Before the Brush
527: mysterious mysterium
by pbsartist | December 20, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I used to climb treeslove means something different from such a perspectiveit waited there for a girl too young to know the world too old to stop what’s becomenot for want of effort the mother tried I’ll give her thatboy crazy nothing will come of you who says...
526: heart
by pbsartist | December 18, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I read about heart being the navigator the barometer the guide to which to align our life a place to follow and to fall but I can't find resonance long years find me trying to agree to feel what they say is there to be felt now no longer a search a seeking a calling...
525: dateless
by pbsartist | December 16, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
in limbo between middle and old age done so much in the rearview yet nothing dead within life pokes and prods eager to do make create be in something that doesn't hold enough motion is the world holding reins or perhaps I am disillusioned thinking I can reign the...
524: if I want it all
by pbsartist | December 14, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
thinking behind the thinking a list of questions this morningthey seem to never end thought and questionis this enough to be called alivewhat if there is something behind first thoughtwhat if the reaction were not the real story justa seasoned...
523: be delight
by pbsartist | December 12, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I eat sunlight as if raspberriesas if sweet candy taken in great gulpsa child with no restraintI’ve missed a lesson in the body’s propensities for reaction nearly upon us the solstice bittersweetturning goes on unabashedmy hands clench to keep the...
522: a haiku for you and for me
by pbsartist | December 10, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
back and forth choices such bounty this life allows like the jester dance we have options here choices every day that give life love depending how we think of it all as we choose and apply life really is a gift when we open up to the adventure letting stuff and needs...
521: monar ohar
by pbsartist | December 8, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I trust there are lessons of serendipity in the soul we learn we leave we regroup these life experience comes back to us some call it deja vu views into the past serendipity lives here in the soul the spirit of each goes on and relives we glimpse these and call them...
520: flow
by pbsartist | December 6, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
full moon sagittarius sun sign all the knowing I desire meets in this place now the trust I seek is put on my heart no my hands or both as a gift and also responsibility I get to receive and accept both we are built as bodies in order to house the heart and soul a...
519: the moves we make
by pbsartist | December 4, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
the only way to know is to ask nothe only way to know is to search the stars that glimmer deep inside the bowels ofself then follow where they leadnever full conviction no answers and directions mapped out oh how I desire ...
518: you will see II
by pbsartist | December 2, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
you will see in the light you long for all along there not hidden just ignored or missed entirely yet all of a sudden so real so obvious it's never been hard the way we thought it to be we've just been trying to make the something from nothing- as if like gods- when...
517: you will see
by pbsartist | November 30, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
you will see in the light you long for for what you long is in the light
516: just a poem VI
by pbsartist | November 28, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
had we the time the world as it still might be could offer us depths of consciousness and degrees of wonder in and of its own intentions of existence we humans seek too hard to know when what was ever asked of us was to abide
515: just a poem V
by pbsartist | November 26, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
from a singular gaze one can receive everything required is the right eye and the open palm outstretched no one can walk it alone
514: just a poem IV
by pbsartist | November 24, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
the uncreated light alone is what wakes the soul from the darkness of slumber we all must rise like the sun first tinting the rooftops we too take tentative steps toward our full illumination
513: just a poem III
by pbsartist | November 22, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
what do you do when you only want to type out words revel in their beauty but a brush is held in your dominant hand there is not enough time yet also time seems to last so long I get to explore life through a strong will to explore find seek discover grow they're...
512: just a poem II
by pbsartist | November 20, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
when hope settles in after a long departure it seems improbable to have felt anything less than this now
511: just a poem
by pbsartist | November 18, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
Do not resist the coming of the day it spends itself willingly so that you that's it just you can rise and smile stretch if you have it in you and lean into the wonder that has been there all along do not resist the coming of the day its inexhaustible presentation...
510: hearts branches
by pbsartist | November 16, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
in the branches of the sidewalk trees my heart rests from long ago youthful aspirations dreams really but back then what was I to know those wonderful wonderings and seemingly oh so real visions cascading through my head my soul would grow starling nests squirrel away...
509: this body life
by pbsartist | November 14, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
just keep pace with the day and never ask what is this body life We are here for more than our self and yet we still have that self body form skin bone hair nails eyes teeth tonsils earlobes tend hold cherish when we remember this is why we are here what if oh...
508: n0 epiphanies please
by pbsartist | November 12, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
no elephant to tease my soul no wings to tickle my heart no answer to the daily request for miracles this wobbly place I stand enough the laughter bright on face knowing better the need the never ceasing and yet how always fulfilled despite our ridiculous...
507: the sun stays past dinnertime
by pbsartist | November 10, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
The first hint of a season changing hands the initiation goes unnoticed just another plate at the table but then you look up a little brighter than before you realize the asking for more than lifting the covers the hot water bottle stored away though frost on the bent...
506: ah the body
by pbsartist | November 8, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
so rich for nourishment so weak by words others speak so flush with first breath the trust of naivity it is not to cynicism turned this is reality yet in so far as it is so there is another way perhaps my soul says it will come there is another life can I begin...
505: scrim
by pbsartist | November 6, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
quiet at the margins my life has come to this the rush of days the voices of otherings the lessons prescribed to be taught none of these and all of these filtered through the scrim of years now piled full of nourishment said to sustain healing I want it all and none...
504: she follows the weather
by pbsartist | November 4, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
a barometer to her days snuggled into a circle the rains will keep her tidily tight and cozy tomorrow sunshine warm skies she'll beg and prance to be taken for a walk allowed to lounge against the white reflections warming her fur is this a dog's life when the final...
503: voices
by pbsartist | November 2, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
listen to the wildest voices in your head they tell a story of something so true the battle they'll win in your listening is one they've fought since birth against the outside against the world against the voices that profess otherwise as if they know something to be...
502: clay
by pbsartist | October 31, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
human is a shepherd of clay. this said Heidegger I can agree to an extent or an interpretation joy and pleasure as well as pain and sorrow do not belong to us they are formed from the clay that has held so many voices recombined into the being we become this short...
501: what if this
by pbsartist | October 29, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
what if this melancholia were supposed to be not a bane an invasion a something to shun and get rid of what if it were here to speak or to simply be in much the same way joy visited in 1992 or wonder in 1990 or shock in '93 what if melancholy were always simply here...
500: thoughts embed in materials
by pbsartist | October 27, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
things I am often now aware I am feeling experiencing on the skin level rise to tell stories in the paint at the end of my brush great strokes of truth rise and become where something previously was nothing I have felt this for decades the becoming of soul across the...
499: just not that
by pbsartist | October 25, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
I feel something in me I know I've a lot left I can turn outside and point my finger waggle my arm at the injustice but I know its just not that sure the world is a whole new place altered in ways I never saw coming certainly never prepared for like others with...
498: if one
by pbsartist | October 23, 2024 | OPENstudio | 0 Comments
does it matter to you if I believe is there a change in your world that causes you concern alarm in the form of care isn't really that don't be dismayed by my millipeded ways I'm trying to meet my world reaching into every nook and cranny determined to find the truth...