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Connecting Moments at Sunset — Image by kenne
A stage in time that
Soothes my soul at the day’s end —
Connecting moments.
— kenne
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Mama Spider and Hundreds of Little Ones — Image by kenne
Spotted this spider web on a wild cotton plant yesterday while hiking to Hutche’s Pool in the Santa Catalina Mountains.
kenne
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Grunge Art 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 bid 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 in flowers.
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Grunge Art Butterfly by kenne
All reality
involves the active control
of our point of view,
which we choose as reality.
Thus,
if reality is what we think is actual
can we truly comprehend reality?
Is not all reality virtual?
— kenne
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Joy and Kenne at the 2015 All Souls Procession — Images by kenne
Over the past year and a half Joy’s mother (Virginia) and my brother (Tom) passed away. To honor them, last night we participated in Tucson’s version of the Day of the Dead where tens of thousands of people in elaborate costumes walk in one of the nation’s largest processions honoring the deceased. The All Souls Procession is a uniquely Tucson community event that was launched 26 years ago as a way for people to publicly grieve their lost ones in an artistic way.
kenne
(Click on any of the gallery images to see larger view in a slideshow format.)
MIDNIGHT has come, and the great Christ Church Bell
And may a lesser bell sound through the room;
And it is All Souls’ Night,
And two long glasses brimmed with muscatel
Bubble upon the table. A ghost may come;
For it is a ghost’s right,
His element is so fine
Being sharpened by his death,
To drink from the wine-breath
While our gross palates drink from the whole wine.
I need some mind that, if the cannon sound
From every quarter of the world, can stay
Wound in mind’s pondering
As mummies in the mummy-cloth are wound;
Because I have a marvellous thing to say,
A certain marvellous thing
None but the living mock,
Though not for sober ear;
It may be all that hear
Should laugh and weep an hour upon the clock.
— from All Souls’ Night by William Butler Yeats
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The first gallery of photos was taken on the SCVN Friday hike in Pima Canyon (November 6, 2015). During the hike we notice a flock of ravens, not a common sight since raven tend to be solitary or in pairs. So, later in the day I did a little research on ravens. The best answer I could find for why ravens might flock together was that of young migrating ravens.
(Click on any of the images for a larger view in a slideshow format.)
Pima Canyon Trail
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Young Ravens may form juvenile flocks or “gangs”, which helps them when they are foraging for food. They actually play together, flying and catching objects in the air. They will make their own toys for entertainment, play with wolves or dogs in a game of chase, and even slide down snow hills — interesting!
Like many people, I’m fascinated by these very intelligent birds and take photos of them at every opportunity. Here are a few.
kenne
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Goldeneye Wildflower — Computer 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
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Cactus Wren On A Saguaro Blossom In November — Image by kenne
Today’s Friday hike was in Pima Canyon. The canyon is a narrow canyon in the western Catalina Mountains. With sunrise coming later in early November and much cooler desert temperatures (39 degrees), the beginning part of the trail was in the warmth of the sun till the canyon walls cast a big shadow on the canyon. As we hiked into the canyon I notict a cactus wren on a saguaro blossom. This is not the time of the year for saguaros to be blooming, but don’t tell this one that. The combination of the cactus wren and the saguaro blossom really got my attention, so even though the sun light angle was not ideal, and the cactus was a good distance away, I had to get a picture or two.
kenne
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Image by kenne
Children
who learn from
nature
learn the importance
of synergy —
connecting and
collaboration.
— kenne
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Desert Landscape In Black and White by kenne
Nature holds the key to our aesthetic,
intellectual, cognitive and even spiritual satisfaction.
— E. O. Wilson
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Desert Rose Wildflower — Grunge Art by kenne
As I look beyond the flowers in the canyon
the curvature of the desert basin begins,
rolling across dried river beds to the west
where the sun sets each day
beyond the Tucson Mountains
starting a new day somewhere in the west.
— kenne
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“Having A Grunge Art Morning” (Sunday, November 1, 2015) — Computer Art by kenne
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A Desert Shower — Image by kenne
Because of a little above average annual rainfall, the desert is very green. This shower was part of 1.4 inches in the last 36 hours — loving it!
–kenne
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Grunge Art Desert Landscape — Image by kenne
“Beyond the wall of the unreal city … there is another world waiting for you. It is the old true world of the deserts, the mountains, the forests, the islands, the shores, the open plains. Go there. Be there. Walk gently and quietly deep within it. And then —
May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes fourteen miles on the other side of yonder blue ridge. May God’s dog serenade your campfire, may the rattlesnake and the screech owl amuse your reverie, may the Great Sun dazzle your eyes by day and the Great Bear watch over you by night.”
― Edward Abbey
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Japanese Garden Pagoda — Image by kenne
“What we see as death, empty space,
or nothingness is only the trough between the crests
of this endlessly waving ocean. It is all part of the illusion
that there should seem to be something to be gained in the future,
and that there is an urgent necessity to go on and on until we get it.
Yet just as there is no time but the present,
and no one except the all-and-everything,
there is never anything to be gained—
though the zest of the game is to pretend that there is.”
— Alan Watts
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