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Cactus Blossom Art   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom Art by kenne

I feel that a real living form is the natural result
of the individual’s effort to create the living thing
out of the adventure of his spirit into the unknown
— where it has experienced something — felt something —
it has not understood — and from that experience
comes the desire to make the unknown — known —

Making the unknown — known — in terms of one’s medium
is all absorbing — if you stop to think of form — as form
you are lost — The artist’s form must be inevitable — 
You mustn’t think you won’t succeed —

— Georgia O’Keeffe

Variation On A Theme   2 comments

Variation On A Theme — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams

 
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I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next
     summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.
 
 
                                                                  2
 
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.
 
 
                                                                  3
 
I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten
     years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.
 
                                                                  4
 
Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy, and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!
 
by Kenneth Koch 
 
 

Life In A Flower   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom Art by kenne

Life in a flower

Just a brief moment in time

So life can move on.

— kenne

Cactus Blossom   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom — Image by kenne

I wait for the moment
I’ll return to the trails
as I did for twelve years
beneath Tucson’s blue sky
in some world of youth
and springtime. Give me,
Powers of the Universe,
the springtime but
spare me the child.

— kenne

 

Bloomed Overnight   6 comments

Patio Cactus Blossom — Bloomed Overnight — Image by kenne

“Love. In the best of times, it is a dream. In the worst of times, a salvation.”

— from “The Four Winds” by Kristin Hannah

Flower Associations   Leave a comment

Cactus Flower — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Everyone has many associations with a flower — 

the idea of flowers. You put out your hand to touch

the flower — lean forward to smell it — maybe

touch it with your lips almost without thinking —

or give it to someone to please them. 

Still — in a way — nobody sees a flower —

really — it is so small . . .

 

So I said to myself — I’ll paint what I see —

what the flower is to me but I’ll paint it big and

they will be surprised into taking time to look at it —

I will make even busy New Yorkers take time

to see what I see of flowers.

— Georgia O’Keeffe

Cactus Blossom Art   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The blossom opens and opens,

till it is no bigger than nature allows.

At darkness, the blossom embraces

its parts as in bed,

two sleeping lovers.

— kenne

Cactus Blossom In The Utah Desert   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom In The Utah Desert — Image by kenne

I dream of a quiet man
who explains nothing and defends
nothing, but only knows
where the rarest wildflowers
are blooming, and who goes,
and finds that he is smiling
not by his own will. 

― Wendell Berry

The Moments That Count   Leave a comment

Image by kenne

The Moments That Count!

Cactus Blossom   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

When the ways
of friends
converge,
the whole world
looks like home.

— Hermann Hesse

Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry   1 comment

Cactus Blossom Photo-ArtistryCactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Life is like a cactus, prickly but very beautiful.

Cactus Blossom Twins   4 comments

Cactus Blossoms-72-2Cactus Blossom Twins — Image by kenne

Another great way to start the day.

kenne

Another Cactus Blossom Morning   2 comments

Cactus Flower-72-2“Another Cactus Blossom Morning” — Image by kenne

Cactus Flower

We flash victory signs in the darkness, so the darkness may glitter.
— Mahmoud Darwish

As the sun sets—we set our plan into motion.
Our sole purpose to overthrow

any assumptions, to change
the course of ordinary thinking.

Our work begins by speaking to darkness
and telling darkness soon:

we will demonstrate through the secrecy of stars,

earth’s magnetic embrace
how we can be many things at once.

So much of the work we do
is internal, goes unnoticed, uncompensated.

We get written off or not written at all,
labeled freakish, prickled,
rough around the edges.

We learn to thrive
in the dry humor of soil;
carry water in our bellies
to quench our own thirst.

We survive, over again.
Adapt. Even after being
carried in the beaks of birds,
dropped elsewhere,

far from our roots, we grow.
We flourish.
And when least expected, when histories

not told by us, for us, claims we are defeated,
we gather our tears as dew.

We release our anguish,
intoxicated by our own sexed pollen.

We burst,
displaying the luscious folds of our petals.

Amir Rabiyah

Time To Take A Break From The Madness: Love Is In The Air   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossoms-72-2“Love Is In The Air” — Image by kenne

Love Is in the Air

Love is in the air, everywhere I look around
Love is in the air, every sight and every sound
And I don’t know if I’m being foolish
Don’t know if I’m being wise
But it’s something that I must believe in
And it’s there when I look in your eyes

Love is in the air, in the whisper of the tree
Love is in the air, in the thunder of the sea
And I don’t know if I’m just dreaming
Don’t know if I feel safe
But it’s something that I must believe in
And it’s there when you call out my name

Love is in the air
Love is in the air
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Love is in the air, in the rising of the sun
Love is in the air, when the day is nearly done
And I don’t know if you’re illusion
Don’t know if I see truth
But you’re something that I must believe in
And you’re there when I reach out…

 

Two Bees On A Cactus Blossom   2 comments

Prickly Flower Blossom-art-72-2Two Bees On A Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.”

― Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It

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