Archive for the ‘Abstract Art’ Category
Angel In The Vortex — June 2009 Abstract by kenne
I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone
enough
to truly consecrate the hour.
I am much too small in this world, yet not small
enough
to be to you just object and thing,
dark and smart.
I want my free will and want it accompanying
the path which leads to action;
and want during times that beg questions,
where something is up,
to be among those in the know,
or else be alone.
I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection,
never be blind or too old
to uphold your weighty wavering reflection.
I want to unfold.
Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent;
for there I would be dishonest, untrue.
I want my conscience to be
true before you;
want to describe myself like a picture I observed
for a long time, one close up,
like a new word I learned and embraced,
like the everday jug,
like my mother’s face,
like a ship that carried me along
through the deadliest storm.
— Rainer Maria Rilke
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Vegas Nights — Abstract Art by kenne
To be good
is to be what
others want
you to be
not what you
want to be —
I try but
it’s not easy.
To believe
is to believe in
what others want
you to believe
not the truth
don’t question
you must just
have faith.
To be a fixture
in the presence
of others
just be there
as what they
want you to be —
play the role
expected of others.
To be smart
but not to think
outside the box
thinking is for
philosophers, or
scientists,
they are the real
thinkers not
the common people
whose rights are
written only to be
judged against
when acted out
in an alternative
country, not an
alternative state of being.
— kenne
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Gathering the Fragments — Image by kenne
If we believe that ”becoming is superior to being,” then the process of becoming is that of “gathering up the fragments,” so that we may become whole. Whatever has been broken, whatever has been missing, whatever has been disconnected, whatever has been lost, needs to be gathered.
As in the universe, all fragments dance in harmony as we move forward in time. Nothing is truly ever lost. We either choose not to see them, or the original act has crossed beyond the horizon. Either way, these fragments are no longer a part of what we may perceive to be real. We can change this perception by allowing what we see to include the eyes of others. For Roy H. Williams (Wizard Academy) looking through the eyes of others we are able to see the world as it truly is, a bright mosaic.
Bright mosaics are made
from gathered fragments.
Broken. Colorful. Unique.
Just like the pattern of your life.
Negotiate your broken places.
They allow for new connections.
Appreciate the weirdness of your past.
It adds color to your future.
Celebrate your personal heritage.
It beats the hell out of whining.
The cookie crumbs are as important as the cookie.
— kenne
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Art Transforms — Computer Art by kenne
Art transforms us not with what it contains but with what it creates in us —
the constellation of interpretations, revelations, and emotional truths illuminated —
which, of course, is why the rise of the term “content” to describe creative output online
has been one of the most corrosive developments in contemporary culture.
A poem — or an essay, or a painting, or a song — is not its “content”;
it transforms us precisely by what cannot be contained, by what is received and interpreted.
— Ursula K. Le Guin
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Riding the Big One — Abstract Art by kenne
“Pour the sun upon the ground
Stand to throw a shadow
Watch it grow into a night
And fill the spinnin’ sky.”
– Townes Van Zandt – Highway Kind
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Music Explosion — Abstract Image of Diunna Greenleaf by kenne
Words filling the air
Expressing an enchanted
Anecdotal truth
— kenne
Diunna Greenleaf (CD Party, December 2006)
— Image by kenne
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Aggression — Image by kenne
(This image and poem were first posted, December 2007 on my Yahoo 360 blog, which no longer exists.)
. . . guilty.
Embracing reason
Sharing time
Finding reality
Existing in space
For these things I am . . .
Loving the underdog
Catching the moment
Believing others’ lies
Crying alone
For these things I am . . .
Watching sunsets
Experiencing truth
Awakening before dawn
Catching the light
For these things I am . . .
Taking things apart
Looking for curves
Believing in art
Believing in you
For these things I am . . .
Caring about life
Climbing trees
Walking in pastures
Keeping stray dogs
For these things I am . . .
Believing in Hobbits
Flying the redeye
Losing my head
Expressing anger
For these things I am . . .
Sharing expectations
Learning from asking
Solving problems
Admiring thought
For these things I am . . .
Talking to plants
Understanding cats
Swimming nude
Experiencing love
For these things I am . . .
Improvising life
Rejecting suppression
Questioning rules
Asking, “Why?”
For these things I am . . .
Making mistakes
Forgiving myself
Taking offense
Forgiving others
For these things I am . . .
Listening in silence
Always learning
Making things happen
Giving respect
For these things I am . . .
Being timid
Becoming self-assured
Being assertive
Being misunderstood
For these things I am . . .
Feeling the Blues
Embracing imagination
Overcoming mediocrity
Expressing gratitude
For these things I am . . .
Assessing existence
Separating the noise
Being in love
Going crazy
For these things I am . . . guilty.
— kenne
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