Archive for the ‘Georgia O’Keeffe’ Tag

Sonoran Desert Blooms   Leave a comment

hedgehog cactus-72Hedgehog Cactus and Desert Marigolds — Image by kenne

“I want real things — live people to take hold of

— to see — and talk to —

Music that makes holes in the sky –“

— Georgis O’Keeffe

 

Art — You will Know It When You See It   4 comments

Wildflowers (1 of 1)-2 blogDesert Wildflowers — Image by kenne

Tell me what you think art is — if you can

— ask a lot of people — and see if anybody knows . . .

You ask me about music — I like it better than anything

in the world — Color gives me the same thrill once in

a long long time — I can almost remember and count the times

— it is usually just the outdoors or the flowers — or a person —

sometimes a story — or something that will call a picture

to my mind — will affect me like music — 

— Georgia O’Keeffe

Cholla Fruit   1 comment

Cholla-Edit-2-art-72Cholla Fruit — Photo-Artistry by kenne

I like the artist standing up for himself

— believing in his own word no matter

what anyone may say about it.

— Georgia O’Keeffe

My Dream Butterfly   Leave a comment

two-tailed swallowtail butterfly art-Edit-blogMy Dream Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne

My dream butterfly
An O’Keeffe impression
Fly on my sweetheart.

— kenne

 

Mountain Wildflower   Leave a comment

Mountain Flower--2-Edit-1-art-Edit-2-blogMountain Wildflower — Photo-Artistic by kenne

Color is one of the great things in the world
that makes life worth living to me
and as I have come to think of painting
it is my effort to create an equivalent
with paint for the world — life as I see it.

— Georgia O’Keeffe

Things of Poetry, Revisited   4 comments

Esperero trail to the Ridge“Things of Poetry” — Computer Art by kenne

Things of Poetry

Poppies

line the canyon trail,

brightening

each hiker’s way.

Passing greetings

share the joy

as the morning sun

intensifies

the canyon colors

brilliantly reflected

by each poppy,

the things

of O’Keeffe —

real poetry.

— kenne

Female Anna’s Hummingbird   Leave a comment

Female Anna's Hummingbird-framed blogFemale Anna’s Hummingbird — Image by kenne

One day a hummingbird flew in–
It fluttered against the window til I got it down
where I could reach it with an open umbrella– —
When I had it in my hand it was so small
I couldn’t believe I had it–but I could feel the intense life–
so intense and so tiny– …You were like the humming bird to me…
And I am rather inclined to feel that you and I know
the best part of one another without spending much time together– —
It is not that I fear the knowing– It is that I am at this moment
willing to let you be what you are to me–
it is beautiful and pure and very intensely alive.

— Georgia O’Keeffe
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