One of my early photo-artistry images. — kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being
Cactus Blossoms — Image by kenne
Seeing an object
Increasing the light
Darkening the background
Changing the color
Distorting the shape
Adjusting the ratio
Introducing a bias
Creating a perception
Making a judgment
Forming a reality
Sharing the existence
— kenne
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Managing the Contrast Effect (colleensharen.wordpress.com)
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Cartoon by David Fitzsimmons
Note the date on this cartoon, 2013. Unfortunately, this cartoon is going to have a long shelf-life.
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Becoming is Superior to Being
Wild Horse Pass Hotel & Casino Libby — Image by kenne
He set late at night,
wishing the night was day —
busted, with those
low down casino blues.
No hotel room, and
you know it’s an’t easy
with these blues
knocking him sideways —
he’s at the ATM, confident
his luck has changed
and the trumpets will sound.
Dozing at the Pass,
laying awake dreaming, of a
wild horse ride to paradise,
carrying him through
the blue waters,
awakening —
will the nightmare
never end, so he can
just fade away?
— kenne
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Variegated Fritillary On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Variegated Fritillary On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Fiery Skipper & Cloudless Giant Sulfur On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Variegated Fritillary On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Cloudless Giant Sulfur On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Cloudless Giant Sulfur On Mexican Bird of Paradise
Fiery Skipper On Mexican Bird of Paradise — Images by kenne
I’ve watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! Indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! – not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!
~William Wordsworth, “To a Butterfly”
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Carpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
— W.B. Yates
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Photo-Artistry Self-portrait by kenne
Why?
Trying to understand why
Only to be shattered
By the emotions of others.
Still, I will stubbornly
Continue seeking answers
By connecting the dots —
Dots that blow in the wind
Like the tumbleweeds
No longer grounded
Fueling fires of fear
Widening the desert
Of intellectual ignorance.
— kenne
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Deer By Water Photo-Artistry by kenne
The goblets of dawn
are smashed.
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
Useless
to silence it.
Impossible
to silence it.
-- from The Guitar by Federico Garcia Lorca
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Cactus Blossoms — Image by kenne
