by pbsartist | Jan 18, 2022 | OPENstudio
Each day, a little, I realize that my old life is breaking loose and will eventually fall, in pieces, gradually. What then? My solitude is not a mere deepening of religious consciousness. What is it then? What has been so far only a theological conception:...
by pbsartist | Jan 17, 2022 | OPENstudio
There is an inborn drive in the unconscious toward wholeness, completeness, and realization of the self and the unconscious will devise the ways and means of bringing this about, even if they are traumatic to the conscious mind.Carl Jung How does this guy think so...
by pbsartist | Jan 16, 2022 | OPENstudio
Bear fruit.Put on light like a garment, like a uniform.That is the place to stop, and also the place to start.Trish Where do I start?December 19,1966, 4:03am Anderson, Indiana, USA Values. I hold them for people, for things. My cast iron pot as it bakes the most...
by pbsartist | Jan 15, 2022 | OPENstudio
Wonder is not simply for kids.Wonder is radical, grown-up stuff.Jeffrey Davis A poem today you say well then Okay. I have been struggling with the big painting for months. This is where I begin. I thought for sure it would end up in the burn pile. That all my artistic...
by pbsartist | Dec 26, 2017 | Uncategorized
Brian Doyle says that ‘nothing good happens at 3am; unless you are going fishing.’ I call him in disagreement. At 3am, turning on just small white string lights framing the window at my side, I take journal in hand, gaze at the moon nearing its setting,...
