Archive for the ‘Art’ Category
Authentic Imperfection — Image by kenne
Like an old tree
standing
along the desert trail
we are not perfect —
growing
old together
recognizing
our imperfection
each step of the way
becoming
more perfect by
authenticating
our imperfection
staying
vulnerable together —
embracing
our essence.
— kenne
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Two-tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Digital Painting by kenne
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart —
Try to love the questions themselves.
Do not now seek the answers which cannot be given
Because you would not be able to live them.
And the point is . . . To live everything.
Live the question now.
Perhaps you will then gradually (without noticing it)
Live along some distant day into the answer.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
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Glass Cactus Blossom – Computer Art by kenne
Last night I tossed in my sleep
something in a dream
was unreal, artificial,
everything made of glass —
no hammers allowed
swinging in the dark
matrix of matter
not directly observed
just it’s gravitational effects.
— kenne
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Cooper’s Hawk Painting by kenne
“The more often we see the things around us –
even the beautiful and wonderful things –
the more they become invisible to us.
That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world:
the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds – even those we love.
Because we see things so often, we see them less and less.”
— Joseph B. Wirthlin
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Joy and Kenne in Bisbee, Arizona — Computer art by kenne
On a porch one afternoon
at the Copper Queen Hotel
after a discussion with the
ghosts from the days when
copper was king in Bisbee.
I took a selfie of Joy and me,
not the best photo, but good
enough to use Photoshop
filters and brushes to give it
a classic Hopperesque feel.
Of course, you may not think so.
He was a realist known to fix a
particular moment full of human
qualities and frailties, often with
a degree of self-absorption.
— kenne
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Phainopepla Grunge Art by kenne
Living on berries
The little seeds just past through
Sticking to the branch.
— kenne
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“The whole content of my being shrieks
in contradiction against itself . . .
Existence is surely a debate.”
— Kierkegaard
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