Bee On Mexican Bird of Paradise — Photo-Artistry
When each moment becomes, an expectation life is deprived of fulfillment.
— Alan W. Watts
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Bee On Mexican Bird of Paradise — Photo-Artistry 1 comment
Entering A World Of Color 1 comment
Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly Entering a World of Color — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Color possesses me.
I don’t have to pursue it.
It will possess me always, I know it.
That is the meaning of this happy hour:
Color and I are one.
I am a painter.
— Paul Klee
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These Old Boots — Photo-Artistry by kenne
BOOT: Anthropomorphized
There are some simple decisions to make:
are the eyes on the outside
or on the inside?
How thick is the skin?
What kind of strings are attached?
How tight are the stitches,
how sturdy the soul?
Such accidents will determine
the way it walks through the world,
the way it holds the memory of mud.
— Richard Smith
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Arizona Sister Butterfly On A Rock 1 comment
Arizona Sister Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Art is much less important than life,
but what a poor life without it.
— Robert Motherwell
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Great Purple Hairstreak: Photo-Artistry 1 comment
Great Purple Hairstreak: Photo-Artistry by kenne
“To know the way,
we go the way,
we do the way.
The way we do,
the things we do,
it’s all there in front of you.
But if you try too hard to see it,
you’ll only become confused.
I am me and you are you.
As you can see;
but when you do
the things that you can do,
you will find the way.
The way will follow you.”
we go the way,
we do the way.
The way we do,
the things we do,
it’s all there in front of you.
But if you try too hard to see it,
you’ll only become confused.
I am me and you are you.
As you can see;
but when you do
the things that you can do,
you will find the way.
The way will follow you.”
― Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh
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Santa Catalina Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
TO THE TUNE ‘A FLOATING CLOUD CROSSES
ENCHANTED MOUNTAIN’
Every morning I get up
Beautiful as the Goddess
Of love ib Enchanted Mountain.
Every night I go to bed
seductive as Yang Kuei-fei,
The imperial concubine.
My slender waist and thighs
Are exhausted and weak
From a night of cloud dancing.
But my eyes are still lewd,
And my cheeks are flushed.
My old wet nurse combs
My cloud-like hair.
My lover, fragrant as incense,
Adjusts my jade hairpins, and
Draws on my silk stockings
Over my feet and legs
Perfumed with orchids;
And once again we fall over
Overwhelmed with passion.
— Huang Ho
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Butterfly Photo-Artistry by kenne
It is August,
butterflies are
in flight
moving quickly
from flower
to flower
abandoning each
with no expression
of love — a one
moment stand
if lucky, or
just a flyover.
— kenne
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Moon Man 5 comments
Moon Man — Photo-Artistry by kenne
(This poem was originally posted a several years ago.)
. . . guilty.
Embracing reason
Sharing time
Finding reality
Existing in space
For these things I am . . .
Loving the underdog
Catching the moment
Believing others’ lies
Crying alone
For these things I am . . .
Watching sunsets
Experiencing truth
Awakening before dawn
Catching the light
For these things I am . . .
Taking things apart
Looking for curves
Believing in art
Believing in you
For these things I am . . .
Caring about life
Climbing trees
Walking in pastures
Keeping stray dogs
For these things I am . . .
Believing in Hobbits
Flying the redeye
Losing my head
Expressing anger
For these things I am . . .
Sharing expectations
Learning from asking
Solving problems
Admiring thought
For these things I am . . .
Talking to plants
Understanding cats
Swimming nude
Experiencing love
For these things I am . . .
Improvising life
Rejecting suppression
Questioning rules
Asking, “Why?”
For these things I am . . .
Making mistakes
Forgiving myself
Taking offense
Forgiving others
For these things I am . . .
Listening in silence
Always learning
Making things happen
Giving respect
For these things I am . . .
Being timid
Becoming self-assured
Being assertive
Being misunderstood
For these things I am . . .
Feeling the Blues
Embracing imagination
Overcoming mediocrity
Expressing gratitude
For these things I am . . .
Loving poetry
Reading poetry
Quoting poetry
Writing poetry
For these things I am . . .
Assessing existence
Separating the noise
Being in love
Going crazy
For these things, I am . . . guilty.
kenne
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Mexican Yellow Butterfly Photo-Artistry Art Leave a comment
Mexican Yellow Butterfly Photo-Artistry Art by kenne
Memory of sunlight warming
a grove of orange trees,
scent of blossoms mixed
with dusty air, sweet juice
pooling on the tongue.
— from Still Life with Lemons by Anne Babson Carter
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Two-Tailed Swallowtail Photo-Artistry 3 comments
Two-Tailed Swallowtail Photo-Artistry by kenne
I love you, I love you, I love you,
with the armchair and the book of death,
down the melancholy highway
in the iris’s darkened garret,
in our bed that was once the moon’s bed,
and in that dance, the turtle dreamed of.
— Federico García Lorca
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Painted Lady Photo-Artistry by kenne
“An anaesthetic is a poet-killer.”
— Lewis Hyde
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Desert Scene Painting 2 comments
Desert Scene Painting — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Art does not reproduce what we see; rather, it makes us see.
— Paul Klee
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Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly Photo Artistry by kenne
Butterflies . . .
flowers that fly
and all but sing.
— Robert Frost
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Del Sol Arches — HDR Image by kenne
Speak to me of stones
Without stones, there is no arch —
A symbol of strength.
— kenne
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Japanese Azalea Blossom 1 comment
Potted Japanese Azalea Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Azaleas usually bloom in the spring, but this year here in Tucson it took the monsoon rains for our Japanese to bloom. This is my celebration photo.
— kenne
