Archive for the ‘Digital Art’ Tag
Miller Creek Trail in the Rincon Mountains — Digital Art by kenne
“When you go out into the woods and you look at trees, you see all these different trees. And some of them are bent, and some of them are straight, and some of them are evergreens, and some of them are whatever. And you look at the tree and you allow it. You see why it is the way it is. You sort of understand that it didn’t get enough light, and so it turned that way. And you don’t get all emotional about it. You just allow it. You appreciate the tree. The minute you get near humans, you lose all that. And you are constantly saying ‘You’re too this, or I’m too this.’ That judging mind comes in. And so I practice turning people into trees. Which means appreciating them just the way they are.”
– Ram Dass
Digital Art by kenne
place to start
you say
look at you
kenne g
you have taken
multi-tasking
to a felt
you need
to be
more
focused
uncomplicated
i say
information is good
opinion
music
poetry
digital art
all are good
but look at you
you are
inexorable
demurred
i say
i do what
i do
because
i can
all things
are connected
only to be
disconnected
in the mind
i choose
to stay
linked
open
secret places
plant seeds
harvest thoughts
bundle ideas
but you discard
mind droppings
i mix and match
generating energy
forming inspiration
feeling the heat
boiling
see the stream
it’s all
shit
the shit’s
shit
generating food
for tomorrow’s ideas
powering the music
stand up
dance
when i’m not here
there will be a
place to start
to add
to my bundle
kenne
Greater Roadrunner — Digital Art by kenne
Here he comes again
Bird on the patio wall
Stalking a lizard.
— kenne
Cactus Digital Art — by kenne
Life, art, and logic are full of absurdities of various kinds.
We conceptualize absurdities when we
discuss square circles and circular squares.
It is art that is able to provide a mediator
between the strange and the real.
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“The creative act is only an incomplete and abstract moment in the production of a work.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
Bee Approaching Blue Dicks Blossoms — Digital Art by kenne
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!
If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift!
If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed
By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world
Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted;
If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge
Driven by invisible blows,
The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.
— from “Song of a Man Who Has Come Through” by D. H. Lawrence
Rose Lake, Santa Catalina Mountains — Digital Art by kenne
One imagines him as a prodigious morning walker
And a lonely metaphysician pausing in the park,
A rose rabbi, a sturdy man on a wide path
Dreaming of a sky washed clean by doubt.
One pictures him under the umbrella
Pines and buttonwoods on the way to work,
Imagination’s largest thinker conjuring up
Songs of human radiance twanging in the mist.
One thinks of him by the lake in a rain:
Mirrors on mirrors mirroring the emptiness.
— from At the Grave of Wallace Stevens by Edward Hirsch
Gary Clark and Diunna Greenleaf (September 2001) — Digital Art by kenne
I remember well the moment
Now captured as still life.
Yet, the rhythm comes through
Continuing to bring on music
As the poet brings on words.
— kenne
Cityscape — Mixed Media — Image by kenne
I am drifting as I listen to Purple Haze,
buildings reflect up from the water below.
Remember when we first saw the cityscape,
dreamy cosmic waves of mid-summer light?
Close your eyes, you will still see your body
drifting across the sky as the clouds move
through a matrix of lines and rainbow colors.
The edges of the skyline begin to drop as
the cityscape embraces and slowly enters
the maze of puzzles in the northern sky.
— kenne
Desert Sunrise — Digital Art by kenne
Another morning
getting up at five
providing several
hours cool hours
before the sun
heats up the day —
just another day
of neither adding
or taking away, but
I don’t give a damn.
— kenne
“Come Blow Your Horn” — Image by kenne
Jazz in the Old Pueblo
where music fills the air
on summer evenings,
where the dry air is cool
after a hot day in the desert.
*****
“All right, everybody, shut up!
And listen!
— Dave Van Ronk
Mixed Media Art II — Digital Art by kenne
Accuracy of observation is the equivalent of accuracy of thinking.
— Wallace Stevens
Mixed Media Art by kenne
The media have substituted themselves for the older world.
Even if we should wish to recover that older world
we can do it only by an intensive study of the ways
in which the media have swallowed it.
— Marshall McLuhan
Faded Yellow — Digital Art by kenne
Faded yellow flowers
Not much to look at.
Gone, leaving only a trace
For bees to fancy
As I scribble this poem
Watching things themselves
Making it hard to tell
When the photo ends
And art begins.
— kenne
Trail Through Mountain Meadow Grass — Digital Art by kenne
The primitive notion of the efficacy of images presumes
that images possess the qualities of real things, but our
inclination is to attribute to real things the qualities of images.
— Susan Sontag
DeGrazia Shadows — Digital Art by kenne
