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Towering Clouds — A Follow-up   2 comments

Storm Clouds (1 of 1) blogThis is an image taken a few hours after the previous posting, “Towering Clouds”
— Image by kenne

White Winged Doves   2 comments

Whitewing Doves (1 of 1) blogWhite Winged Doves, Tucson, Arizona — Image by kenne

Early Morning Hike   3 comments

Morning Hike (1 of 1)-2 art III blog IIEarly Morning Hike –  Image by kenne

Early Morning Hike

Moving through the vibrant air,

Time past and time now.

kenne

Gibraltar Rock, Sedona   Leave a comment

Red Rock Country B&W (1 of 1) blogGibraltar Rock, Sedona — Image by kenne

Posted July 18, 2015 by kenneturner in Arizona, Art, B&W, Capturing the Moment, D800

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Walk A Mile In My Shoes   Leave a comment

Bunk House Boots In Window (1 of 1) art B&W blog Mile In My ShoesImages by kenne

If I could be you
And you could be me
For just one hour
If we could find a way
To get inside
Each other’s mind, mmm
If you could see you
Through your eyes
Instead of your ego
I believe you’d be
Surprised to see
That you’d been blind, mmm

Walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes

Now your whole world
You see around you
Is just a reflection
And the law of karma
Says you’re gonna reap
Just what you sow, yes you will
So unless
You’ve lived a life of
Total perfection
You’d better be careful
Of every stone
That you should throw, yeah

And yet we spend the day
Throwing stones
At one another
‘Cause I don’t think
Or wear my hair
The same way you do, mmm
Well I may be
Common people
But I’m your brother
And when you strike out
And try to hurt me
It’s a-hurtin’ you, lord have mercy

Walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes

There are people
On reservations
And out in the ghettos
And brother there
But for the grace of God
Go you and I, yeah, yeah
If I only
Had the wings
Of a little angel
Don’t you know I’d fly
To the top of the mountain
And then I’d cry

Walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Hey, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Better walk a mile in my shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Uh, before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes, yeah

Walk a mile in my shoes

— Joe South

 Bunk House Boots In Window (1 of 1)-2Art B&W blog

“Come Blow Your Horn”   2 comments

Yard flowers (1 of 1) black art blog“Come Blow Your Horn” — Image by kenne

Music is your own experience,
your own thoughts,
your wisdom.
I
f you don’t live it,
it won’t come out of your horn.
They teach you
there’s a boundary line
to music. But, man,
there’s no boundary line to art.

  — Charlie Parker

The Blues at Dusk   1 comment

Clouds Blue (1 of 1) art blog IIBlues at Dusk — Image by kenne

The Light

is no more outside the window, or
on the walls. All that was dissolves.

I watch the lights of evening
flicker across the way

as moths flutter near the
lights of limited space

in an unlimited world
brushing up against the darkness.

— kenne

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