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Days Of Drought In April   Leave a comment

Coyote Fence — Photo-Artistry by kenne

  April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke’s,
My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
 
— from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot
 
 

Doubtful Canyon, 360   Leave a comment

Doubtful Canyon, 360 (12-08-12) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Standing In The Eye

Look around
what do you see?

A bright sun
in a blue sky

above a desert
of rocks and sand

surrounded by
mountain ranges —

look again and
you will see life

you can only see
standing in the eye.

— kenne

Shopping In Nogales   Leave a comment

Shopping in Nogales — Photo-Artistry by kenne

A walk through the shops

You can find most anything

Very organic.

— kenne

Sonoran Sunset # 3931   Leave a comment

Sonoran Sunset # 3931 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Sonoran sunset
Many colors in the sky
Shining through the clouds

Eleven  years of sunsets
Seen here in Tucson.

kenne

Desert Grass   Leave a comment

Desert Grass — Photo-Artistry by kenne

In the grass
the cactus, with hair-like spines,
irritate the skin upon touch.
Spring flowers have withered again
in silence, the desert awaits 
the hours of great sorrow
and travail.

— kenne

Adobe Window with Shutters   Leave a comment

Adobe Window with Shutters — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Art may only take

an hour to create

but it needs a  

whole lifetime.

 
— kenne

The Reader   Leave a comment

The Reader — Photo-Artistry by kenne

She reads books

as one would

breath air, to

fill up and live.

— Annie Dillard

 

Lupine In The Desert   1 comment

Lupine In The Desert — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.”

 
— Edward Abbey
 

Bonsai Bose Art and Loneliness   Leave a comment

Bonsai Bose Art — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Loneliness is creeping in on my moments of solitude.
After a busy day, I have always enjoyed those moments of solitude,
an opportunity to relax and ponder existence. But with age,
solitude has become a prison of living day to day with weary pain. 

I was a runner for years, then I became a jogger, now a walker
just trying
to keep my balance. The change over time was slow enough,
allowing adjustments to the aging process. But in recent years,
the decline has begun to move at a hurried pace.

Strenght has disappeared, limbs have grown stiff, and every function 
less accurate with every fiber of my being frail and overwrought with life. 
So, here I am, imprisoned in the last stage of life, soon to become an empty ghost.
Still, I’m reminded, being old is a privilege.

— kenne

Pipevine Swallowtail Abstract   Leave a comment

Pipevine Swallowtail Abstract — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“There are moments in our lives, there are moments in a day, when we seem to see beyond the usual.
Such are the moments of our greatest happiness. Such are the moments of our greatest wisdom. 
If one could but recall his vision by some sort of sign. It was in this hope that the arts were invented.
Sign-posts on the way to what may be. Sign-posts toward greater knowledge.”

— Robert Henri

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall   Leave a comment

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall — Photo-Artistry by kenne

I saw her coming.
The version of myself I wanted to see,
I saw her in the corners of my eyes,
I felt her shouting at me from the future,
So loud I heard it through another dimension,
I felt her overwhelming confidence and
Clear sense of direction shaking the ground as I pass by her image
So much so that I forget about the past;
It melts away with her words, at her resurrection
As I make her come alive time after time,
My Alter Ego.
She lies within me and sometimes, if you look closely
You can see her within the cracks of my skin,
Beneath the fragments of my broken heart when,
Against all odds, I must find strength.

— from Alter Ego by Adrianna Franklin

Migrating Turkey Vultures   2 comments

Migrating Turkey Vultures Near The Tanque Verde Wash — Fine Marker Drawing by kenne

They arrive each spring

Hundreds resting overnight

Morning departure.

— kenne

Decatur Street   8 comments

In December of 2007 I took this picture of a building on Decatur Street in New Orleans.
Over the years I have created several photo-art pieces from the original image. Here are just a few.

— kenne

An Old Friend   2 comments

Visual Artist Malcolm Alexander (03/10/12) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“I reject the Puritanical notion that the body is ugly and must be hidden
in clothes to be acceptable. It is said that Rodin gave the body’s beauty
back to the artist. I have come to the recognition that all bodies are beautiful.
I’m only sorry that I’m part of a culture that has caused all women to be ashamed
of some part (if not all parts) of their bodies because they think it is not up to what
someone else dictates it should look like. I want to capture the creative,

sexual spirit that animates all of us. As we are all made in God’s image,
if we are ashamed of our bodies, we are ashamed of God.”

“When given a choice of elements and composition, you may think a laymen might
not know how to choose harmony and an artist would. But most people instinctively
choose the security of harmony. An artist will choose chaos so that one can bring a 
new order and harmony to it. Such has been my life.”

— Malcolm Alexander

 

Loma Alta and Coyote Wash Trails   Leave a comment

Straggling Saguaro — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The spring weather in the Sonoran Desert is alluring, with beautiful blue skies and temperatures in the upper 70s.
However, many drought-resistant plants are dying, very few if any wildflowers are blooming due to a troubling
draught in the Sonoran Desert. What makes the Sonoran Desert so diverse and beautiful are two rainy seasons,
summer monsoon storms and steady winter rains. The two seasons still exist, but half the normal amount of rain.

— kenne

Loma Alta and Coyote Wash Trails (March 19, 2021) — Photo Essay by kenne

 

 
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