Computer Art by kenne
In his robe is white
with bright colored edges
he sings a lullaby
in a pale purple sound.
In this moment
the earth rotates in blue
as seen by the man
in the moon.
A bounty of pigment
his harvest of colors
randomly selected
from the house of earth.
— kenne
Guest Artist, Katie Turner Bailey
Truth never dies. The ages come and go.
The mountains wear away, the stars retire.
Destruction lays earth’s mighty cities low;
And empires, states and dynasties expire;
But caught and handed onward by the wise,
Truth never dies.
Though unreceived and scoffed at through the years,
Though made the butt of ridicule and jest,
Though held aloft for mockery and jeers,
Denied by those of transient power possessed,
Insulted by the insolence of lies,
Truth never dies.
It answers not. It does not take offense,
But with a mighty silence bides its time.
As some great cliff that braves the elements
And lifts through all the storms its head sublime,
It ever stands, uplifted by the wise,
And never dies.
As rests the Sphinx amid Egyptian sands;
As looms on high the snowy peak and crest;
As firm and patient as Gibraltar stands,
So truth, unwearied, waits the era blest
When men shall turn to it with great surprise.
Truth never dies.
— Anonymous
Computer Painting by kenne
Yellow Flower — Computer Painting by kenne
— kenne
Prickly Pear Blossom — Painting by kenne
— Frédéric Gros
Reflections II — Computer Art by kenne
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Cooper’s Hawk — Computer Painting by kenne
