“The Order of Things” — Grunge Art by kenne
— Reinhold Niebuhr
“Things Are as They Are” — Grunge Art by kenne
– Alan Watts.
Music Under the Moonlight — Grunge Art by kenne
Epilogue
Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme–
why are they no help to me now
I want to make
something imagined, not recalled?
I hear the noise of my own voice:
The painter’s vision is not a lens,
it trembles to caress the light.
But sometimes everything I write
with the threadbare art of my eye
seems a snapshot,
lurid, rapid, garish, grouped,
heightened from life,
yet paralyzed by fact.
All’s misalliance.
Yet why not say what happened?
Pray for the grace of accuracy
Vermeer gave to the sun’s illumination
stealing like the tide across a map
to his girl solid with yearning.
We are poor passing facts,
warned by that to give
each figure in the photograph
his living name.
— Robert Lowell, Day by Day
Raven on High — Grunge Art by kenne
raven on high
landing
on an agave flower
casting
a death shadow
linking
the demon
talking
to the wind
waiting
for wind currents
lifting off
free to sore high
performing skilled
aerobatic maneuvers
combining
loops and rolls
seeking intensity
not for show, just for fun
— kenne
Suitcase — Computer Art by kenne
— Jean-Paul Sartre
Camphorweed Grunge Art by kenne
–Daniel Kahneman
Butterfly Grunge Art by kenne
Richardson’s Geranium — Computer Art by kenne
“Walk a Mile In My Shoes” — Computer Art by kenne
Walk A Mile In My Shoes
— Firefly
Bee On Camphorweed — Grunge Art by kenne
— kenne
Grunge Art Butterfly (Two-tailed Swallowtail) by kenne
YELLOW
In the beginning, oh, long before that.
When light was deciding who should be in and who should be out of the spectrum.
Yellow was in trouble.
Even then it seems that green, you know how green can be, didn’t want yellow in.
Some silly primal envy I suppose, but for whatever cause, the effect was bad on yellow.
And caused yellow to weep yellow tears for several eternals, before there were years.
Until blue heard what was up between green and yellow and took green aside for a serious talk,
in which blue pointed out that if yellow and blue were to get together,
not that they would but if they did (a gentle threat),
they could make their own green.
“Ooh” said green with some understanding.
Naturally by a sudden change of hue green saw the light and yellow got in.
It worked out fine,
yellow got lemons and green got limes.
— transcribed from Ken Nordine’s jazz and word poem, Yellow
“Desert Chicory” Grunge Art by kenne
— Paulo Coelho
“Stormy Night” — Computer Art by kenne
— kenne
“I Hear The Rhythm” — Computer Art by kenne
— kenne
Globemallow Grunge — Computer Painting by kenne
— kenne
