Archive for the ‘Abstract Art’ Tag
A Jabberwocky Moon — Abstract Art by kenne
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.
— from Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll
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Wet Log Abstract Art by kenne
How many animal faces do you see?
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Christmas Abstract Art by kenne
Christmas magic is silent.
You don’t hear it — you feel it.
You know it. You believe it.
— Kevin Alan Milne
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Forest Floor — Abstract Art by kenne
Moisture tends to bring out the colors
of old dried wood helping to color the
forest floor during the mountain rains.
— kenne
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Aspen Fall Colors On Mt. Lemmon — Abstract Art by kenne
A tangle of leaves
Shimmering in a light breeze
To its own music.
— kenne
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“Optical Illusion” — Abstract Art by kenne
Virtual Illusion
Saturday evening light
Flashback to yesteryears,
Listening to the radio
Reading to a musical background.
Pausing the reading,
Surfing radio frequencies
Listening to the words
Of one-note talk shows.
Turning the dial to the left
Searching for painted words
A spontaneous overflow
Streaming powerful feelings.
Hearing words of choice and form
Words expressing the unspoken
Evoking times past
With times present.
Connecting, but questioning,
Who is this poet?
Line after line
Words shared in time.
How could this be?
Do I know her?
Read her poetry?
Heard her read?
Who is she?
Continuing to listen
Who is she?
Words replaced by silence.
Listening carefully,
Who is she?
Loueva Smith –
That’s it, Loueva Smith!
Knowing her name,
Time to Google —
Generating 21 results
One, DoubleTake #13.
Now I know
A virtual illusion
Figment of imagination
Arising out of nothingness.
But, just maybe
She does exist
In the middle
Of nowhere else to go.
Searching through office shelves,
There it was, DoubleTake #13.
Found, but not lost,
Words “…she had learned to keep quiet.”
— kenne (2008)
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Mill Gears Abstract Painting (Burwell-Morgan Mill) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Massage wooden gears
old mill stones
powered by water
grinding raw grains
still operational —
life is all about
how well we
shift the gears.
— kenne
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Internalizing Existence — Abstract by kenne
I seek to satisfy the Will
Through art and philosophy
To better cope with
The problems of Being
While seeking direction
For Becoming in the will to live.
This is a driving force to
Consume moments, things
Ideas, goals, and facts only to
Possess a state of being,
Where nothing remains but
Abandonment and boredom.
This is more apparent in the
The constant appearance of death
Taking place in the reality of
The world around us that is crazy,
sad, violent reality of existing
in a state where the mind and body
Are often in a conspiracy against.
We see the world around us
Through each experience
Creating personal filters
Used to interpret what is reality
Therefore, what is real is not real
Resulting in becoming a prisoner
Of our own making.
— kenne
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“These Fellings” — B & W Abstract by kenne
You know it ain’t easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
There’s no words to describe it
In French or in English
`cause diamonds they fade
And flowers they bloom
And I’m telling you
These feelings won’t go away
They’ve been knockin’ me sideways
They’ve been knockin’ me out lately
Whenever you come around me
These feelings won’t go away
They’ve been knockin’ me sideways
I keep thinking in a moment that
Time will take them away
But these feelings won’t go away
— Clarence Copeland Greenwood
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Abstract Art by kenne
The High Court’s call for
a return to a more
staged authentic culture
disregarding its
political implications
is indicative of its failure
to fully understand the
structure of modern society,
not acknowledging that
the individual is part of
a greater whole
discounting the interaction
between people
and institutions
in the community.
— kenne
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Bluebird Abstract — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Flight of the bluebird
being of the chosen ones
ray of light creeps through.
— kenne
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Brilliant On Black Abstract Art by kenne
brilliant on this black
colors begin to explode
we pass as answers
— kenne
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Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Watching the sunset
With peace and tranquility
I can’t stop watching.
— kenne
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Greater Roadrunner On The Run — Abstract Art by kenne
Greater Roadrunner
Born to run the desert roads
Metaphor for speed.
— kenne
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A Memphis Blues Club — Abstract Art by kenne
“I’m a bluesman moving through a blues-soaked America, a blues-soaked world, a planet where catastrophe and celebration-
joy and pain sit side by side. The blues started off in some field, some plantation, in some mind, in some imagination, in some heart.
The blues blew over to the next plantation, and then the next state. The blues went south to north, got electrified and even sanctified.
The blues got mixed up with jazz and gospel and rock and roll.”
— Cornel West
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