Archive for the ‘Philosophy’ Category

A Pernicious Source . . .   Leave a comment

8th Grade Student Deciding Whether To Eat The Berries — Image by kenne
 
A pernicious source of bad decisions in our lives…
Knowing just enough about a topic to think you’re right,
but not enough to know you’re wrong.
 
— Neil deGrasse Tyson
 
 
 
 

Oleander Blossoms   Leave a comment

Oleander Blossoms — Tiled Gallery by kenne

You should always know

when you’re shifting

gears in life.

You should leave your era,

it should never leave you.

— Leontyne Price

Love Should Manifest Itself . . .   2 comments

Yellow Cactus Blossoms — Tiled Gallery by kenne

Suffering occurs when we want

other people to love us in the way

that we imagine we want to be loved,

and not in the way that love should manifest itself

— free and untrammeled,

guiding us with its force and driving us on.

— Paulo Coelho

Morning Walk On The Tanque Verde Wash Trail   1 comment

Morning Walk On The Tanque Verde Wash Trail — HDR Image by kenne

“Direction is so much more important than speed.” Or said another way;
“Sometimes being low is the best way to reach your goal,
just think about what you may learn on the way.”

— kenne

In Spite Of . . .   2 comments

In Spite of the Drought Nature Finds Ways To Survive — Image by kenne

Life is a journey

trying to learn

the unwritten

laws of living.

— kenne

Pipevine Swallowtail Abstract   Leave a comment

Pipevine Swallowtail Abstract — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“There are moments in our lives, there are moments in a day, when we seem to see beyond the usual.
Such are the moments of our greatest happiness. Such are the moments of our greatest wisdom. 
If one could but recall his vision by some sort of sign. It was in this hope that the arts were invented.
Sign-posts on the way to what may be. Sign-posts toward greater knowledge.”

— Robert Henri

Clouds Breakup After Snow On The Mountains   1 comment

Clouds Breakup After Snow On The Mountains — Image by kenne

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that
within me there lay an invincible summer.

— Albert Camus

An Old Friend   2 comments

Visual Artist Malcolm Alexander (03/10/12) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“I reject the Puritanical notion that the body is ugly and must be hidden
in clothes to be acceptable. It is said that Rodin gave the body’s beauty
back to the artist. I have come to the recognition that all bodies are beautiful.
I’m only sorry that I’m part of a culture that has caused all women to be ashamed
of some part (if not all parts) of their bodies because they think it is not up to what
someone else dictates it should look like. I want to capture the creative,

sexual spirit that animates all of us. As we are all made in God’s image,
if we are ashamed of our bodies, we are ashamed of God.”

“When given a choice of elements and composition, you may think a laymen might
not know how to choose harmony and an artist would. But most people instinctively
choose the security of harmony. An artist will choose chaos so that one can bring a 
new order and harmony to it. Such has been my life.”

— Malcolm Alexander

 

Finding The Way   Leave a comment

Finding the Way Through Doubtful Pass– Image by kenne

“Unfortunately I am afraid, as always, of going on. For to go on means going from here, means finding me,
losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place,
where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing, being incapable of seeing,
moving, thinking, speaking,
but of which little by little, in spite of these handicaps, I shall begin to know something,
just enough for it to
turn out to be the same place as always, the same which seems made for me and does not want
me,
which I seem to want and do not want, take your choice, which spews me out or swallows me up, I’ll never know,
which is perhaps merely the inside of my distant skull where once I wandered, now am fixed, lost for tininess, or
straining against the walls, with my head, my hands, my feet, my back, and ever murmuring my old stories,
my old
story, as if it were the first time.”

― from The Unnamable by Samuel Beckett

Cooper’s Hawk After Sex   Leave a comment

Cooper’s Hawk after Sex — Image by kenne

Sometimes to love someone, you’ve got to be a stranger.

— kenne

A ’70s Self‑Portrait   Leave a comment

A ’70s Self‑Portrait (At my desk at Southern Illinois University.) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

In the early 1970s, I worked on a grant program called Career  Development for Children Project (CDCP).
The project’s core theses were founded on the concept of an educational serving the community through direct
attention to individual citizens’ needs and goals. It intended to refocus the learning and related services
of public education toward the individual’s development.

— kenne

The Cowboy Loss   1 comment

The Cowboy Loss — Image by kenne

Losing is only temporary and not all encompassing.
You must simply study it, learn from it,
and try hard not to lose the same way again.
Then you must have the self-control to forget about it.

— John Wooden 

View From The Top   1 comment

View from the Top, Near Barnum Rock On Mt. Lemmon (10/05/12) — Image by kenne

The landscape changes, so enjoy it: of course,
you have to have an objective in mind – to reach the top.
But as you are going up, more things can be seen, and it’s no bother
to stop now and again and enjoy the panorama around you.
At every meter conquered, you can see a little further,
so use this to discover things that you still had not noticed.

— Paulo Coelho

Paulo Still Life   1 comment

Paulo Still Life — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 Nōtan (濃淡)

winter’s sun
casts long shadows
on the shortest day
creating contrasting
values of shape
between objects
and the wall

in turn capturing
my eye
as darkness wins

— kenne

(Nōtan (濃淡) is a Japanese word, meaning dark-light, there is no English language equivalent.
It embodies an ancient Eastern concept, in which all things exist as inseparable and in perfect harmony.)

 

The Sky Above, The Earth Below   1 comment

View Above Hutch’s Pool In the Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne

“In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant,
it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches,
and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.”

— John P. Milton

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