Desert Eye — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Desert Eye
Look into my eye
and see the desert
melting my soul
my heart burning
with love
deep inside
made live
from the outside
through my
desert eye.
— kenne
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Abstraction Cactus Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“I feel that a real living form is the natural result
of the individual’s effort to create the living thing
out of the adventure of his spirit into the unknown
— where it has experienced something — felt something —
it has not understood — and from that experience
comes the desire to make the unknown — known —
— Georgis O’Keeffe
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Panning for Garnets in Sabino Creek — Image by kenne
“If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder . . .
he [or she] needs the companionship of at least one adult
who can share it, rediscovering the joy, excitement, and
mystery of the world we live in.”
— Rachel Carson
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Desert Landscape: Morning in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
“You can’t know who you are until you where you are.”
-Wendell Berry
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A posting from five years ago today. — kenne
Picacho Peak State Park Photos by kenne
(Click on any of the images to see a larger view in a slideshow format.)
Driving I-10 between Tucson and Phoenix you cannot miss Picacho Peak, a majestic rock monolith on the west-side of the Interstate. The site of Arizona’s only Civil War battle, involving a Union cavalry patrol from California with Confederate scouts from Texas, the peak has served as a landmark by travelers for hundreds of years.
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The Photographer — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“In America,
the photographer is not simply
the person who records the past,
but the one who invents it.”
— Susan Sontag
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Photo-Artistry by kenne
Forever and ever
ain’t something
you hold on to.
— kenne
