Archive for the ‘Computer Painting’ Category
Sonoran Desert Fades (Easter Sunday) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Faded desert scenes
Blend together each moment
Slow fade to sunset.
— kenne
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Window Of The Past — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Window of the past
Weathered by sun, wind, and rain
A patch here and there.
–kenne
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Ventana Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
A light drizzle fail
We move quickly down the trail
On a late fall day.
— kenne
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Mexican Metalmark –Photo-Artistry by kenne
Surely all art is the result of one’s having been in danger,
of having gone through an experience all the way to the end,
where no one can go any further.
— Rainer Maria Rilke
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Desert Scene Painting — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Art does not reproduce what we see; rather, it makes us see.
— Paul Klee
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Greater Roadrunner In Patio Olive Tree — Photo-Artistry Image by kenne
“A medium of communication is not merely a passive conduit for the transmission of information
but rather an active force in creating new social patterns and new perceptual realities.”
— Leonard Shlain
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“The Reader” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“There is only one world,
the world pressing against
you at this minute.
There is only one minute
in which you are alive,
this minute here and now.
The only way to live
is by accepting each minute
as an unrepeatable miracle.”
— Anonymous
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Del Sol on the Pascua Pueblo Yaqui Reservation — Digital Painting by kenne
You are an enchanted flower wilderness world,
you are an enchanted wilderness world,
you lie with see-through freshness.
You are an enchanted wilderness world,
you lie with see-through freshness,
wilderness world.
Over there, in the center
of the flower-covered wilderness
in the enchanted wilderness world,
beautiful with the dawn wind,
beautifully you lie with see-through freshness
wilderness world.
You are an enchanted wildness world,
you lie with see-through freshness,
Wildness world.
-- Yaqui Deer Song
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Blues Musician, Sherman Robertson at the Old Rhythm Room in Houston (July 2004) — Digital Painting by kenne
Standing at stage right
Blues fans wait for the intro
One of Houston’s best.
— kenne
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Trail Through Mountain Meadow Grass — Digital Art by kenne
The primitive notion of the efficacy of images presumes
that images possess the qualities of real things, but our
inclination is to attribute to real things the qualities of images.
— Susan Sontag
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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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Painting by kenne (March 20, 2018)
Expectations
Who are you
you who share
my very existence
with your expectations
sometimes calling them traditions
placing more value
on the worth of your expectations.
unwilling to understand
neither the what
nor the why
of my very being.
Who am I
I who share
your very existence
with my expectations
sometimes calling them logical
placing more value
on the worth of my expectations
unwilling to understand
neither the what
nor the why
of your very being.
Who are we
we who share
their very existence
with our expectations
sometimes calling them unconditional
placing more value
on the worth of our expectations
unwilling to understand
neither the what
nor the why
of their very being.
Who are they
they who share
our very existence
with their expectations
sometimes calling them laws
placing more value
on the worth of their expectations
unwilling to understand
neither the what
nor the why
of our very being.
Who are we
we who share
a universal existence
with our expectations
sometimes calling them just
placing more value
on the worth of all expectations
unwilling to understand
neither the what
nor the why
of a universal being.
— Kenne (November 2007)
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Swimp Boats At The Rocky Point (Puerto Peñasco) Port — Computer Painting by kenne
“The meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day, from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person’s life at a given moment.
To put the question in general terms would be to the question posed to a chess champion: “Tell me, Master, what is the best move in the world?”
There simply is no such thing as the best or even a good move apart from a particular situation in a game and the particular personality of one’s opponent.
The same holds for human existence. One should not search for an abstract meaning of life. Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life to carry out a concrete assignment which demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated. Thus, everyone’s task is as unique as is his specific opportunity to implement it.
As each situation in life represents a challenge to man and presents a problem for him to solve, the question of the meaning of life may actually be reversed. Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of life is, but rather he must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.”
–Viktor E. Frankl
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Painting by kenne
An old fishing town
On a rock across the bay
From see-through condos.
Shrimp boats come and go
Charter boats take tourists out
To fish and watch whales.
Drug stores, restaurants
And fish markets line main street
Where Al Capone lived.
Legal drugs by day
Safe for tourists on the streets
Cartel moves at night.
— kenne
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Computer Painting by kenne
“Have you ever been on a shrimp boat?” – Bubba
“No, but I’ve been on a real big boat.” – Forrest Gump
“Anyway, like I was sayin’, shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. There’s shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There’s pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That, that’s about it.”
– Bubba
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