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Eyes Closed Creating A Zen Moment   1 comment

Japanese Garden (1 of 1)-4_art III blog“A Zen Moment” — Computer Painting by kenne

Focusing
on the scene
I close my eyes
to what was there
now captured 
in my mind’s eye
painting it with
my imagination —
taking a new course.

— kenne 

Stages   Leave a comment

Yellow Wildflower (1 of 1)-2 stages art blogStages — Computer Art by kenne

I see what is
and imagine ways
to make it different.

Imagination allows me
to become a maker of
a new image out of self

thereby merging the
real with the ideal —
not a difference in kind.

— kenne

Grunge ‘n’ the Vancouver Skyline   Leave a comment

Vancouver Skyline (1 of 1)-3 Grunge Art blog-2Vancouver Skyline (Photo Image from August, 2009) — Grunge Art by kenne

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.

— from “Song of the Open Road” by Walt Whitman

The Wave In Vermilion Cliffs National Monument   2 comments

The Wave March 2012 - 2012-03-21 at 14-08-12 blogThe Wave In Vermilion Cliffs National Monument (March 21, 2012) — Image by Kenne

The sun crests over

one of the slot canyons

where layers of colors

accent the wave

on the slopes

of the Coyote Buttes.

— kenne

White Edges On Yellow   2 comments

“White Edges on Yellow” — Image by kenne

“Lay down these words . . .”   1 comment

7 Falls (1 of 1)-23 blogBear Canyon Creek, Santa Catalina Mountains — Images by kenne

RIPRAP

Lay down these words 
Before your mind like rocks. 
                     place solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
                     in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
                     riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
                    straying planets
These poems, people,
                     lost ponies with
Dragging saddles
                    and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like endless
                   four-dimensional
Game of Go.
                   ants and pebbles
in the thin loam, each rock a word
                   a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
                     with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot 
                     all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.

— Gary Snyder

Snyder, Tucson Festival, Garage Gallery

Gary Snyder at the University of Arizona Poetry Center, 2010

Looking Through The Looking Glass   2 comments

Sunset (1 of 1) art II blogLooking Through the Looking Glass — Image by kenne

Once I walked along a field
Another nightmare in my mind
And beheld the fearful symmetry
Everything was beautiful
Even things that were dead
And I surged with violent imagery

I walked a thousand miles just to see for myself
Looked behind my eyes
And found my hell
And in the light of the sun we go
Through rain and raging snow
To find the things we do not know

I will go
Never laying low
Just tell me how to breathe
And I will make it so
You must know
That this is not for show
And if you are not wise
(It will) be your demise

— from Through the Looking Glass by Machinae Supremacy

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