Archive for the ‘Painting’ Category
Prickly Pear Blossom — Painting by kenne
“. . . the truth is that as soon as you start walking,
all that noise, all those rumours, fade out.
What’s new? Nothing:
the calm eternity of things, endlessly renewed.”
— Frédéric Gros
Reflections II — Computer Art by kenne
The window reflects
All that my eyes see inside
Reflecting me outside.
— kenne
Cooper’s Hawk — Computer Painting by kenne
Mountain Cabin — Computer Painting by kenne
Some people want a big house,
a fast car and lots of money.
Some people want a tiny cabin in the woods
away from those kinds of people.
A trail near Rose Canyon Lake in the Santa Catalina Mountains — Computer Painting by kenne
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
where I will do
anything for you —
delaying not, hurrying not.
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
where no previous day
will be like this —
delaying not, hurrying not.
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
sharing moments of bliss
and transcendental longings —
delaying not, hurrying not.
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
reading Wallace Stevens
and escape by metaphor —
delaying not, hurrying not.
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
outlining the contours
of our experience —
delaying not, hurrying not.
Baby come walk with me
around the lake
creating our own cosmos
resembling the Creation —
delaying not, hurrying not.
— kenne
(“delaying not, hurrying not” from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman)
American Coot Computer Painting by kenne
Not everything that floats is a duck
with its dark body a white face
and long lobe toes, not likely to get stuck
on land or water, very much a home either place.
— kenne
“Clear for Landing” — Image by kenne
Lured by her color,
the bee prepares for landing
crying purple tears.
— kenne
“Trotting Around The Arena” — Computer Art by kenne
Passion Without a Name
I unfolded my fear
and watched
the unbridled horse of your love.
I wanted his mane
to shine with
hidden fireflies,
Your hands to close around my body,
untie the blind knot
of the sleeping storm.
Yet the horse did not arrive
with its shining mane
nor the touch of your hand,
nor you, my love.
And my body became
very quiet, centered
in the vestal robe
of the hurricane.
— Lucha Corpi
Sunset Computer Painting by kenne
If I had a wish, everyone
would see the sunset each day
and the world would be at peace.
–kenne
American Kestrel Atop a Mesquite Tree On A Winter Day — Computer Painting by kenne
“Though you were watching me,
I neither ate nor drank, but what
you saw was a vision.”
Catalina Margritte — Image by kenne
“Only thought can resemble.
It resembles by being what it sees, hears, or knows;
it becomes what the world offers it.”
— René Magritte
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Released silhouettes
flow incessantly like water,
flow between mountains
swiftly like a kaleidoscope.
The solitude of the North Pole
bustles with human silhouettes.
Endless transmission of ABC.
On the shredded shore
a silk hat burns
like a mirror trick,
like a human echo
burns a silk hat endlessly.
Then the flames
were received like ABC.
On the night of a beautiful lunar eclipse
the silhouettes smiled.
— René Magritte by Shuzo Takiguchi
“You Land Lightly” — Computer Art by kenne
You land lightly
as a butterfly
upon a thistle
gently bathed
in nature’s radiance
coloring the landscape
which I capture
curving the contrast
against darkness.
— kenne
Joshua Tree Painting — Images by kenne
There’s a section of Highway 93
between Wikieup to Wickenburg —
Joshua Forest Scenic Road.
California has its National Park,
Arizona has its Scenic Road.
This narrow,
hilly two-lane road
is part of our route
to Las Vegas
and Zion National Park
from Tucson.
It’s not easy to stop to take
snapshots of these majestic yuccas —
no shoulders and only an occasional
ranch road that sneaks-up on you
while being pushed by speeding drivers
trying to pass you.
On a recent drive
we were able to pull-off
to the fence-line
where others had done the same
leaving behind trashed beer cans —
what a paradox.
The splendor of the Joshua tree
is as unique and identifiable to the
Mohave Desert
as the majestic saguaro cactus
is to the
Sonoran Desert.
— kenne

Wildflower Addiction — Image by kenne
I can feel the flowers
reaching out
touching me halfway
down the trail.
Nature’s sex show
open to the sky
topless
in every way.
Lusting over the appeal
addicted to nature
seeking satisfaction
with more frequent visits.
— kenne

Red Sunset Behind The Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne
May I paint the sky
The colors of the rainbow
Day’s end is in place.
–kenne