A Tucson Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them.
— David Hume
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A Tucson Sunset Leave a comment
Sedona, Redrock Country Leave a comment
Sedona, Redrock Country — Photo-Artiatry by kenne
Sedona redrock
Beautiy above and below
What more could you want?
— kenne
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“Cheers,” Joy — Image by kenne
“Sonnet 116” by William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments.
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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“She Liberated Me To Life” 2 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne (Early 2000’s In The Woodlands, Texas))
Look how far we’ve come
Do we know who we are?
Stranded on a mountaintop
Trying to catch a falling star
Here’s to what we’ve left behind us
Here’s to what we keep inside
May the road that lies before us
Lead to a place where love abides.
— from Love Abides by Tom Russell
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Street Magic 2 comments
Street Magic In Las Vegas — Image by kenne
Everywhere you look
Vegas is an illusion
Running from the truth.
— kenne
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My Mountain Princess Leave a comment
Golden Columbine, My Mountain Princess — Image by kenne
My Mountain Princess
Loves shadows and mountain streams
Sounds of moans and sighs.
— kenne
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Beauty Blooms In Every Wildflower Leave a comment
Computer Painting by kenne
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A Cold Mountain Poem 1 comment
Desert Chicory on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
One of my favorite books of poetry is Riprap and the Cold Mountain Poems, by Gary Snyder.
The book includes Snyder’s translations of Han-shan’s Cold Mountain Poems. Han-shan was both a man and a mountain, a mountain madman in an old line of ragged hermits. He lived at a place called Cold Mountain, a poor poet having a crazy character. He wrote poems that were rough and fresh, and when he wrote about Cold Mountain, he means himself, his home, his state of mind.
— kenne
Gary Snyder reading “I settled at Cold Mountain long ago . . .”
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Star-flowered Solomon’s Seal with Brain Droppings Growing Into Thoughts Leave a comment
Star-flowered Solomon’s Seal Wildflower on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
BRAIN DROPPINGS GROWING INTO THOUGHTS
Seeds waiting for gentle rain
Wildflowers rising out of time
Looking for the god of rain, Tlaloc
Hiking on a rainy afternoon
Trails temporarily becoming streams
Ferns moving in joyful motion
Standing still in the breeze
A poem with silent words
Being in rhythm with nature
Moving on toward oblivion
Eyes looking out of the darkness
Things of the spirit left behind
Words strange to my lips
Kika and the tree lizards
Happiness is a tiny white flower
Writing memories on the trails of time
Taking the ordinary to a new level
Looking for a poem outside the words
Living in knowledge without knowing
Scoring love by the number of sunsets shared
— kenne
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Mariposa Lily — Image by kenne
There, standing alone
A mariposa lily
Adorns the dry field.
— kenne
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Zion Majestic View Panorama 2 comments
Zion National Park –Panorama by kenne
We will be visiting this beautiful park again this week.
— kenne
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Sedona Sunrise Panorama From Airport Rock 4 comments
Sedona Sunrise Panorama (June 15, 2016) — iPhone image by kenne
This panorama was taken atop airport rock, one of four main vortexes located in Sedona. It’s just a short walk up from the road leading to the airport.
On this particular morning, I was there at 5:30am MST. Although I captured several images with my Nikon cameras, this is a panorama taken with my iPhone 6. The energy I was able to take in yesterday morning is still with me.
I spent about an hour on the rock. The man standing panorama right was there when I arrived and still standing when I left. You don’t have to be at one of the four main vortexes to feel the energy found in the Sedona community. Still, many people visiting Sedona are not able to ride the vortex path — some are energy receptacles, some are not.
— kenne
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Wildflower in the Moment — Image by kenne
This is your moment
Your time has come to blossom
Bringing forth beauty.
— kenne
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Wisdom of Art 1 comment
“Wisdom of Art” — Computer Art by kenne
“This is the wisdom of art, the knowledge that beauty perhaps is the one undeniably unique attribute of the human.”
— C. K. Williams
Becoming is Superior to Being 