Canyon Morning-Glory Grunge Art — Image by kenne
Dust on the petals,
sun in its face—
the flower blooms
without asking permission.
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Canyon-Morning Glory Art Leave a comment
Dust on the petals,
Kiko, Forever Leave a comment
Kiko, Forever (November 2007) Image by kenne
We carry Kiko
in the ordinary things:
a paw touching my beard
a quiet room,
a story told again.
Some love stays
after footsteps fade.
It settles in us
and makes a home.
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I Paint The Setting Sun Leave a comment
Setting Sun–Painting by kenne
I paint the sunset.
The sky turns orange.
We call it beautiful
and pretend we had
nothing to do with it.
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Butterfly Art 2 comments
Butterfly Art by Kenne
The butterfly is only an outline,
a map of a creature
that has already escaped.
The wings are there—
carefully drawn borders,
dark edges,
the architecture of flight.
But the real butterfly
is elsewhere,
moving through sunlight,
uninterested in being captured.
The art remains,
a beautiful absence.
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Pincushion Cactus Art Leave a comment
Pincushion Cactus Art — By kenne
I have walked on these trails
a hundred times
and frequently do not notice
the little cactus flowering
beside the trail.
Today I stop.
The mountains are still mountains.
Monsoon rains have added water
to the normally dry wash.
The sun is already warming
the canyon walls.
But something has changed.
Not the desert.
My attention.
And perhaps that is
one of the quiet gifts
a place can give us—
to make us look again.
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Fly Ptilodexia on Mountain Wildflower — Photo-artistry by kenne
Balanced on delicate petals,
the fly explores a world of color and scent.
What seems ordinary at first glance
becomes extraordinary through the lens,
revealing nature’s intricate connections.
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The Outer Banks Leave a comment
The Outer Banks -- Photo-artistry by kenne
Salt air, sand, and wind -
the OuterBanks keep their song,
old as the moon's pull.
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Photo-aritistry by kenne
The mountains stand ancient and unmoving
while the turbine blades
spin endlessly in the West Texas breeze.
This photo-artistry composition
celebrates the contrast between
permanence and motion,
stone and sky,
past and future.
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Image by kenne
A desert sentinel atop a desert giant—
cactus wren and saguaro share the morning.
The artistic background softens the edges of the world,
leaving only the essentials: bird, cactus, sky, and wonder.
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Saguaro Morning In Colored Pencil — Image by kenne
The mountains hold the background in cool blues and violets,
while the sunrise burns softly at their edges.
In the foreground, the saguaros stand rooted and calm,
their forms rendered in layered greens and ochres.
The whole image feels suspended
between night and day—
between observation
and memory.
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They’ll Call It Indecent Leave a comment
Nude On the Deck — Sketch Art by kenne
there’s a strange relief
in having nothing left to hide behind—
no fabric excuses,
no polite disguises.
you feel the air touch everything,
like truth finally got tired of knocking
and kicked the damn door in.
they’ll call it indecent.
hell, they call everything real indecent.
— kenne
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Isle of the Sun — Photo-artistry by kenne
On the Isle of the Sun
the houses lean open—
not broken, not abandoned—
the doorways don’t close
just unwilling to keep anything in.
Each window
leans forward,
hungry for light,
for the shimmer of the lake
breathing sky back into itself.
I stand in one threshold
and feel the old stories
press through my ribs.
I walk through a room
and the sun walks with me—
no permission asked.
And still—
the openings remain,
wide, insistent,
as if to say:
nothing we love
was ever meant
to stay contained.
And the lake—
always the lake—
keeps answering
with a brightness
that does not belong to me
but enters anyway.
— kenne
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Cocklebur Art 3 comments
Cocklebur Art by kenne
In the wide austerity of the Sonoran Desert
even weeds should have some dignity.
But cockleburs—
they cling, they crowd, they conquer
without grace.
I admire their tenacity,
then curse it,
then carefully walk by.
— kenne
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Caterpiller — Zerene Cesonia 3 comments
Zerene Cesonia Caterpillar — Photo-artistry by kenne
Morning in the desert garden:
a caterpillar clings to its stem,
eating with the steady rhythm
of breath itself.
Even the sun pauses—
as if it knows a butterfly
is practicing.
— kenne
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Yellow Disks Sketching Circles In The Air 2 comments
Sneezeweed in the Wind On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
A gust arrives
and the sneezeweed bows
all at once.
Someone might call this
wildflower behavior.
But from where I’m standing
it looks suspiciously like art—
yellow disks
sketching circles in the air
while the wind
keeps erasing the drawing.
— kenne
