Butterfly Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Potted 1 comment
Potted — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Fifteen potter plants
Painted in digital art
Arranged on three steps.
— kenne
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A Gathering On A Buttonbush Flower Leave a comment
A Gathering of Insects On a Buttonbush Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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The Joy of Looking Through My Scopophilic Lens Leave a comment
the Joy of looking
looking through the looking glass
mise en abyme
“In its Greek meaning, the verb “to see” incarnates theoretical man,
an omnidirectional ball of open eyes.
What purpose does theory serve?
The surveillance of relations, or the examination of objects?”
– Michel Serres, “Panoptic Theory”
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Mountain Flower 6 comments
Mountain Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
A mountain flower
Painted on color background
A world of color.
— kenne
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Grasshopper Bouquet Leave a comment
Grasshopper Bouquet — Photo-Artistry be kenne
The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.
— Wallace Stevens
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Just living is not enough . . . 4 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne
Just living is not enough . . .
one must have sunshine,
freedom, and a little flower.
— Hans Christian Andersen
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Mexican Yellow Butterfly on a Buttonbush Blossom Leave a comment
Mexican Yellow Butterfly on a Buttonbush Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Mexican yellow
Haphazardly flies around
Lands on a button.
— kenne
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Bee On Camphorweed Digital Painting — A Taste of Fall Leave a comment
Bee On Camphorweed — A Taste of Fall Photo-Artistry by kenne
“The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved —
loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.”
―
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Mushroom Transportation Leave a comment
Mushroom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Mushroom Transportation
A pinch of color
in a morning
of black and white
beginning to glow
as if a light emerging
from the dark earth.
— kenne
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Sonoran Desert Painting 2 comments
Sonoran Desert Painting — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Colors outside the lines
melting strokes on
a canvas of butter.
— kenne
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The Guitar 3 comments
“The Guitar” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Guitar
The weeping
of the guitar begins.
Wineglasses shatter
in the dead of night.
The weeping
of the guitar begins.
It’s useless
to hush it.
It’s impossible
to hush it.
It weeps on monotonously
the way water weeps,
the way wind weeps
over the snowdrifts.
It’s impossible
to hush it.
It weeps for things
far, far away.
For the sand of the hot South
that begs for white camellias.
Weeps for arrows without targets,
an afternoon without a morning,
and for the first dead bird
upon the branch.
Oh, guitar!
Heart gravely wounded
by five swords.
— Federico García Lorca
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Sailboat Adrift At Sunset Leave a comment
Sailboat Adrift at Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sunset
The fire in the sky is dying
The mountains are tall and dark
The spirit of the day is flying
Sunset leaves its mark
The colors up on high are lovely
The air is clear and cool
An ending approaches mildly
Day and night begin a duel
But the light must give way sometime
And who will win, I’ll bet
Is dark, mysterious nighttime
As day gives way to sunset
— Mary O. Fumento
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Remember And Forget, Forget, Remember 6 comments
All Souls Photo-Artistry by kenne
Did someone say that there would be an end,
An end, Oh, an end, to love and mourning?
Such voices speak when sleep and waking blend,
The cold bleak voices of the early morning
When all the birds are dumb in dark November—
Remember and forget, forget, remember.
— from All Souls by May Sarton
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The Artist Exists Because . . . 2 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne
“The artist exists because the world is not perfect”
– Andrei Tarkovsky
