Archive for the ‘Photoshop’ Category
Desert Rain At Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Beautiful sunsets
Living on Tanuri Ridge
Even when it rains.
Watching the sunset
Rejuvenate mind and soul
At the end of day.
Sunsets are a gift
Its passage is refreshing
To all who see it.
Moved by each sunset
In the face of mystery
Creating a dream.
By sharing your dreams
They become the stuff of myths
To be shared by all.
— kenne
“Rainbow Mountains” (On the Road In Nevada) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sediment rock layers
Create an earthly rainbow
Puffs of clouds drift by.
— kenne
Fallen Leaves — Abstract Art by kenne
The mountain leaves
Now cover the ground
Shadows of limbs.
— kenne
Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Grunge Art by kenne
Landscape Seen with the Nose
A cold tremor
burnt out of flesh by
the roosters
Drops a cloud on the prairie.
In the house
someone’s burning
The chaff.
The plows will come
with the down.
— Federico Garcia Lorca
“80’s Girl” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
80’s girl, where has she gone?
topless in the bright light
hair carefully cut
loving adventure
the long conversation
the long walks
the thrill of the moment
time has taken those moments
the girl and the thrill has gone
not soon forgetting the joy
“here is no sacrificial I,
here are more I’s than yet were in one human,
here I reveal our common mystery:
I give you woman.”**
— kenne
**Anna Wickham
A Photo-Artistry Image for Halloween by kenne
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
   While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
            Only this and nothing more.”
— from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
All Hallows’ Eve — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Haunted Palace
But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
   Assailed the monarch’s high estate;
(Ah, let us mourn!—for never morrow
   Shall dawn upon him, desolate!)
And round about his home the glory
   That blushed and bloomed
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
— Edgar Allan Poe
Setting October Moon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sadness of the Moon
Tonight, the moon is full of laziness —
Like a beauty reclining on many cushions
Before going to sleep, with light and distracted touch,
Caressing the contours of her breasts.
Upon the satin backs of soft avalanches
She abandons herself to the touch of her own hands,
And faintly looks down upon pale white visions
That climb into space like tropical vines.
From time to time, in her lonely delirium,
She lets a quick tear shoot across the sky.
And a pious poet, awake all through the night,
Takes this pale tear like a fragment of opal
Into the palm of his hand, and places it within his heart,
Far from the eyes of the sun.
— Charles Baudelaire
Tree Stump On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”
—Â Robert Frost
Mountain Wildflower — Photo-Artistic by kenne
Color is one of the great things in the world
that makes life worth living to me
and as I have come to think of painting
it is my effort to create an equivalent
with paint for the world — life as I see it.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Happiness is a butterfly,
which when pursued,
is always just beyond your grasp,
but which,
if you will sit down quietly,
may alight upon you.
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Sunflower Photo-Artistry by kenne
Those who never take risks
can only see other people’s future.
— Paulo Coelho
Anna’s Hummingbird — Image by kenne
Anna’s Hummingbird
A beautiful little bird
Darts before my eyes.
— kenne
Painted Lady Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Queen Butterfly Photo-Artistry by kenne