Archive for the ‘Art’ Tag
“Becoming is Superior to Being” — Paul Klee (An early 1970’s gift from Larry J. Bailey)
There’s a poster on the wall,
been there for many years.
A gift from a mentor and friend
that expressed better than I
who I was and who I was to become.
Five words of existential thought
always there providing direction
and guidance to envision the
future by not relinquishing the
task to a professional elite.
— kenne
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Spreading Dogbane (Apocynum androsaemifolium) — Grunge Composition by kenne
“Its object of desire being infinite,
art’s movement will never cease
to be carried perpetually forward,
for it will never discover
a limit to what it seeks.”
— Saint Gregory of Nyassa
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Large Boulders at Wilderness Rock on Mt. Lemmon — Grunge art by kenne
“I like to collect rocks. The history of the earth is there. Finer forms are in the quarry than ever Michelangelo evoked. I think it’s a quote from somewhere. As an old person, when I look at young people it charges me. Here, in effect, is a quarry. Something within this stone can be shaped. It’s in somebody’s imagination.”
David Brower, 79 (San Francisco, California)
— from “Coming of age – The Story of Our Century by Those Who’ve Lived It” by Studs Terkel
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The Raven Calls — Grunge Composition by kenne
let me tell you
hell is built
piece by piece
brick by brick
around
you.
it’s a gradual,
not a rapid
process.
we build our
own
inferno,
blame
others.
but hell is
hell.
wordly hell is
hell.
my hell and
your
hell.
our
hell.
hell, hell,
hell.
the song of
hell.
putting your
shoes on
in the
morning,
hell.
— Charles Bukowski
Grunge Composition by kenne
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Sunset on Blackett’s Ridge Above Sabino Canyon — Grunge Composition by kenne
I love studying the mountains at sunset,
something about the contrast
as the shadows push away the light —
something about the pace of change
as darkness moves across the landscape
bringing an eerie vibe to it,
casting a grunge dimension of
powerful frightening emotions.
— kenne
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“Night Glow” Computer Art by kenne
Hot Sierra morning.
Brenda working in another room.
Rumble of heavy equipment in the meadow,
bird squall. Steller’s jay, and then
the piercing three-note whistle of a robin.
They’re mating now. Otherwise they’re mute.
Mother-ing. Or Mother-song.
Mother-song-song-song.
— from My Mother’s Nipples by Robert Hass
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Coulter Hibiscus Wildflower (September 4, 2015) — Grunge Art by kenne
As the kleenex flower, the hibiscus
drops its browning wads, we forget
annually, as one forgets a sickness.
— from “A Retrospect of Humidity” by Les Murray
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Grunge Art Window by
In Tijuana
they said Juárez
was the pueblo where old
whores went to die, where
25 cent bought flesh
by the river, no
body loved you,Sister —
so close to Texas
so far from
Revolución.
— from “Siege Communiqué” by Luis Alberto Urrea
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“Magnetic Atlas and Wind Turbines” — Grunge Art by kenne
Discover the world
degrees east and west
its variation
its deviation
directed by the north star –
Polaris will tell you the truth.
— kenne
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Hotel Nevada and Gambling Hall in Ely, Nevada — Grunge Art by kenne
Hotel Nevada
and Gambling Hall,
a silver-lining of old
where money and love
were won and loss
and still today
the pain and hurt
remains the same.
You too can drive
the loneliest highway
experiencing the old west
in the place and time of another.
— kenne
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“Loneliest Road” — Image by kenne
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Bee On A Buttonbush Blossom — Image by kenne
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Moon Glow II — Grunge Art by kenne
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“Floating Mushrooms” — Image by kenne
These mushrooms
could be
on your wall
or
floating in your head,
either way
the mind games
keep on playing
each projecting
images in
space and
time.
— kenne
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Abstract Art — Image by kenne
Real life with
lines
and shapes
in geometric
forms
to challenge
the necked eye.
— kenne
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