Never Too Young Or Old To Go Hiking — Photo-artistry by kenne
Holding her mom’s hand
She walks with joy on the trail
Lasting memories.
— kenne
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Never Too Young Or Old To Go Hiking 3 comments
Glowing Red Blades In The Sky Leave a comment
Glowing Red Blades In The Sky — Painting by kenne
The sunset,
like a blacksmith,
was beating the sky
into glowing red blades.
— Ali Shaw
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Dragonfly Art 5 comments
Dragonfly Art (Female Roseate Skimmer) by kenne (09/21/13)
A twisted wire perch
By a Roseate Skimmer
Just bring on the mud.
— kenne
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Peach-Colored Rose 1 comment
Peach-Colored Rose–Photo-Artistry by kenne
I realized that I had things
in my head not like
what I had been taught —
not like I what I had seen —
shapes and ideas
so familiar to me that
it hadn’t occurred
to me to put them down.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Hiking Buddies (Santa Catalina Mountains) — Image by kenne
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A Digital Cactus Flower 2 comments
“A Desert Beauty,” A Digital Cactus Flower (July 2014) — Image by kenne
A desert beauty
Digital pixels jump out —
With a little help.
— kenne
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Yellow Salsify Seedhead–Art In Nature Leave a comment
Yellow Salsify Seedhead — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Look, and you will find
Beauty in all creation
The story is told.
— kenne
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Desert Shadows On The Wall Leave a comment
Desert Shadows On the Wall — HDR Image by kenne
A Lover of All Creation.
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Hiking Trail Leave a comment
Hiking Trail — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Clambering up the Cold Mountain path,
The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on:
The long gorge choked with scree and boulders,
The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass.
The moss is slippery, though there’s been no rain
The pine sings, but there’s no wind.
Who can leap the world’s ties
And sit with me among the white clouds?
— Gary Snyder
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Ocotillo Blossom Art 2 comments
Ocotillo Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ocotillo art
Outline of the real thing
That’s what I call it.
— kenne
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Playing To An Audience Of One, Himself 1 comment
He Plays To His Shadow (Afternoon Drinks On the Copper Queen Saloon Balcony)
— Photo-Artistry by kenne
On A Bisbee Afternoon
he plays to his shadow
devotedly on his violin
nobody listens
love torturing itself
to rise above conversations
lost in discontent
limits of self-expression
a saloon window reflection
there is no tragedy
on the Queen’s saloon balcony
the smell of lavender
lingers from the ghosts
of the hotel whores
who are not indifferent
listening to classical strings
becoming a delightful moan
— kenne
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Sunset Photo 2 comments
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Ghost Of Yesteryears 2 comments
Ghost Of Yesteryears — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ghosts of yesteryears
Follow me around each day
Soothing my being.
— kenne
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To All Mothers, Happy Mother’s Day Leave a comment
A Symbol of Mother’s Day (Gambel’s Quail with Chick) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“A mother’s love liberates.”
— Maya Angelou
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Street Fair Art Leave a comment
Street Fair Art — Photo-Artistry By kenne
I use Photoshop
To transform images to art
Pleasing to the eye.
— kenne
