Dried Wildflowers — Images by kenne
In the fall
beauty takes on
a different form
changing colors
minus the fresh
softness of spring.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Desert Landscape’ Category
Dried Wildflowers 1 comment
In the fall
Canyon Lands National Park Travel Scene 1 comment
Canyon Lands National Park Travel Scene (June 2014) — Image by kenne
Being in the right place at the right time
is knowing how to stay active and look around
as if it were your last day on earth.
It’s a wonderful world out there.
— kenne
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Dry Wildflowers — Computer Painting by kenne
My eyes allow me to see,
my experience allows me to look.
— kenne
Border Ranch Painting Leave a comment
Painting by kenne
Crossing The Border
Senescence begins
And middle age ends
The day your descendants
Outnumber your friends.
— Ogden Nash
Don’t Fence Me In 1 comment
Don’t Fence Me In — Image by kenne
the West
invented itself,
then
reinvented itself —
first by cowboys,
then
by landowners,
which changed its
tone and image,
so much so
now only the
makings of myths,
not history.
— kenne
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The Photographer — Image by kenne
THE PHOTOGRAPHER
The photographer (artist)
seeks to connect what
is already connected, the
past, present, and future
in a moment of existence
while being a traveler
in other people’s reality
sharing an awareness
of the present experience.
An awareness of the moment
with the whole being, the artist
is of the experience —
the essence of existence.
The artist desires to share
the essence, but the resulting image
is about the experience, not
of the experience —
the Tao of observation.
In the process
of capturing an event
the photographer feels
and sees in the moment,
the Tao of an event —
the Tao that is projected
is outside the moment
hence is not the
essence of Tao.
— kenne
The Wonderland Of The Southwest Leave a comment
Petrified Forest National Park — Images by kenne
Here, one sees the Painted Desert with its fantastic coloring, the petrified forests, deep lateral cañons, the great Cohonino Forest, through which one may ride for five days without finding a drop of water except during the rainy season. Truly, it is a wonderland, and in the Grand Cañon one can think of nothing but the Abomination of Desolation. There is no place in the world at present so accessible, and at the same time so full of the most romantic interest, as are the territories of Arizona and New Mexico.
— from On the Border with Crook, by John G. Bourke (1891)
