Golden Columbine — Image by kenne
On black
the gold grows louder.
Each curve deliberate,
each throat of light
a doorway inward.
Look long enough
and the flower
becomes landscape.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Georgia O’Keeffe’ Category
In Honor of Georgia O’Keeffe Leave a comment
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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Cactus Blossom Art Leave a comment
Cactus Blossom Art by kenne
I feel that a real living form is the natural result
of the individual’s effort to create the living thing
out of the adventure of his spirit into the unknown
— where it has experienced something — felt something —
it has not understood — and from that experience
comes the desire to make the unknown — known —
Making the unknown — known — in terms of one’s medium
is all absorbing — if you stop to think of form — as form
you are lost — The artist’s form must be inevitable —
You mustn’t think you won’t succeed —
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Imitative Realism 2 comments
Imitative Realism — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.”
― John Keats
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Cactus Flower — A Touch of O’Keeffe 3 comments
A Touch of O’Keeffe — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way –
things I had no words for.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Flower Associations Leave a comment
Cactus Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Everyone has many associations with a flower —
the idea of flowers. You put out your hand to touch
the flower — lean forward to smell it — maybe
touch it with your lips almost without thinking —
or give it to someone to please them.
Still — in a way — nobody sees a flower —
really — it is so small . . .
So I said to myself — I’ll paint what I see —
what the flower is to me but I’ll paint it big and
they will be surprised into taking time to look at it —
I will make even busy New Yorkers take time
to see what I see of flowers.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Cactus Flower 2 comments
Cactus Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“I feel that a real living form is the natural result
of the individual’s effort to create the living thing
out of the adventure of his spirit into the unknown —
it has where experienced something — felt something —
it has not understood — and from that experience
comes the desire to make the unknown — known —
Making the unknown — known — in terms of one’s medium
is all-absorbing — if you stop to think of the form — as form
you are lost — The artist’s form must be inevitable —
You mustn’t think you won’t succeed –“
— Georgia O’Keeffe in a letter to Sherwood Anderson, 1923
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She Does Her Own Thing 4 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne
I want real things — live people to take hold of
— to see — and talk to —
Music that makes holes in the sky —
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Hedgehog Cactus and Desert Marigolds — Image by kenne
“I want real things — live people to take hold of
— to see — and talk to —
Music that makes holes in the sky –“
— Georgis O’Keeffe
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Art — You will Know It When You See It 4 comments
Desert Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Tell me what you think art is — if you can
— ask a lot of people — and see if anybody knows . . .
You ask me about music — I like it better than anything
in the world — Color gives me the same thrill once in
a long long time — I can almost remember and count the times
— it is usually just the outdoors or the flowers — or a person —
sometimes a story — or something that will call a picture
to my mind — will affect me like music —
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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My Dream Butterfly Leave a comment
My Dream Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
My dream butterfly
An O’Keeffe impression
Fly on my sweetheart.
— kenne
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Things of Poetry, Revisited 4 comments
“Things of Poetry” — Computer Art by kenne
Things of Poetry
Poppies
line the canyon trail,
brightening
each hiker’s way.
Passing greetings
share the joy
as the morning sun
intensifies
the canyon colors
brilliantly reflected
by each poppy,
the things
of O’Keeffe —
real poetry.
— kenne
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Female Anna’s Hummingbird Leave a comment
Female Anna’s Hummingbird — Image by kenne
One day a hummingbird flew in–
It fluttered against the window til I got it down
where I could reach it with an open umbrella– —
When I had it in my hand it was so small
I couldn’t believe I had it–but I could feel the intense life–
so intense and so tiny– …You were like the humming bird to me…
And I am rather inclined to feel that you and I know
the best part of one another without spending much time together– —
It is not that I fear the knowing– It is that I am at this moment
willing to let you be what you are to me–
it is beautiful and pure and very intensely alive.
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I Paint What I See Leave a comment
Computer Painting by kenne
The meaning of a word
— to me — is not as exact
as the meaning of a color.
Colors and shapes
make a more definite
statement than words.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Bear Canyon Panorama Leave a comment
Bear Canyon Panorama — Image by kenne
You get whatever accomplishment you are willing to declare.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
