Summer of 2007 — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Summer of 2007
— kenne
Courtyard Door — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Cooper’s Hawk in Mesquite Tree — Painting by kenne
— Bob Kuhn (Wildlife Artist, One of the Tucson 7)
Cat and Bird by Paul Klee moma.org
Predator
— Billy Collins
Conversations — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— John Boynton
Saguaro Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne
Hummingbird Art by kenne
— Rumi
Sacred Datura (Moonflower) Near Sabino Creek — Mixed Art by kenne
— kenne
Destruction — Mixed Art by kenne
— kenne
Pablo Picasso. “The Old Guitarist,” Helen Birch Bartlett Memorial Collection.
© 2018 Estate of Pablo Picasso / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York
I
The man bent over his guitar,
A shearsman of sorts. The day was green.
They said, “You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.”
The man replied, “Things as they are
Are changed upon the blue guitar.”
And they said then, “But play, you must,
A tune beyond us, yet ourselves,
A tune upon the blue guitar
Of things exactly as they are.”
II
I cannot bring a world quite round,
Although I patch it as I can.
I sing a hero’d head, large eye
And bearded bronze, but not a man,
Although I patch him as I can
And reach through him almost to man.
If to serenade almost to man
Is to miss, by that, things as they are,
Say that it is the serenade
Of a man that plays a blue guitar.
III
Ah, but to play man number one,
To drive the dagger in his heart,
To lay his brain upon the board
And pick the acrid colors out,
To nail his thought across the door,
Its wings spread wide to rain and snow,
To strike his living hi and ho,
To tick it, tock it, turn it true,
To bang it from a savage blue,
Jangling the metal of the strings…
— from Man With The Blue Guitar by Wallace Stevens
Source: Transforming Vision; Writers On Art — Edward Hirsch
An Artist Working With Glass — Photo-Artistry by kenne
At peace in my memory, heavenly body, circumference, boundary,
you cry on the shores of a horse’s eye.
. . . that never reaches the sea
But no one in the darkness will be able to give you distances,
only sharpened limits: diamond future.
. . . that never reaches the sea.
While the people look for pillowed silences,
you pulsate forever, defined by your ring.
. . . that never reaches the sea.
— from Little Girl Drowned in the Well by Federico Garcia Lorca
Saguaro — Ink Stamp Art by kenne
A genuine (true) dichotomy is a set of alternatives that are both mutually exclusive and jointly exhaustive.
A set of alternatives A and B are mutually exclusive if and only if no member of A is a member of B.
This image is a visual example of a genuine (true) dichotomy.
Two-tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Mixed Art by kenne
If you have a past with which you feel dissatisfied,
then forget it, now.
Imagine a new story for your life and believe in it.
Focus only on the moments
when you achieved what you desired,
and that strength will help you
to get what you want.
— Paulo Coelho
“Optical Illusion” — Abstract Art by kenne
Virtual Illusion
Saturday evening light
Flashback to yesteryears,
Listening to the radio
Reading to a musical background.
Pausing the reading,
Surfing radio frequencies
Listening to the words
Of one-note talk shows.
Turning the dial to the left
Searching for painted words
A spontaneous overflow
Streaming powerful feelings.
Hearing words of choice and form
Words expressing the unspoken
Evoking times past
With times present.
Connecting, but questioning,
Who is this poet?
Line after line
Words shared in time.
How could this be?
Do I know her?
Read her poetry?
Heard her read?
Who is she?
Continuing to listen
Who is she?
Words replaced by silence.
Listening carefully,
Who is she?
Loueva Smith –
That’s it, Loueva Smith!
Knowing her name,
Time to Google —
Generating 21 results
One, DoubleTake #13.
Now I know
A virtual illusion
Figment of imagination
Arising out of nothingness.
But, just maybe
She does exist
In the middle
Of nowhere else to go.
Searching through office shelves,
There it was, DoubleTake #13.
Found, but not lost,
Words “…she had learned to keep quiet.”
— kenne (2008)
Corner Shadows — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 