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Clear View   Leave a comment

Clear ViewImage by kenne

 

Hidden Valley Rock Formations   1 comment

Hidden Valley

Hidden ValleyHidden Valley Rock Formations — Images by kenne

 

Photo-Artistry Sunset   3 comments

Sunset (1 of 1)-Edit blogPhoto-Artistry Sunset by kenne

Try to praise the mutilated world.

Remember June’s long days,

and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine.

The nettles that methodically overgrow

the abandoned homesteads of exiles.

You must praise the mutilated world.

You watched the stylish yachts and ships;

one of them had a long trip ahead of it,

while salty oblivion awaited others.

You’ve seen the refugees going nowhere,

you’ve heard the executioners sing joyfully.

You should praise the mutilated world.

Remember the moments when we were together

in a white room and the curtain fluttered.

Return in thought to the concert where music flared.

You gathered acorns in the park in autumn

and leaves eddied over the earth’s scars.

Praise the mutilated world

and the gray feather a thrush lost,

and the gentle light that strays and vanishes

and returns.

— Adam Zagajewski

Zion Digital Art   Leave a comment

Zion Snapshots-12 art_2 blogZion Digital Art by kenne

What am I doing?
I am not the one to ask —
Just doing, you know.

— kenne

Desert Wildflower Painting   1 comment

7 Falls April 2013Desert Wildflower Painting by kenne

There’s many a battle fought daily
The world knows nothing about;
There’s many a brave little soldier
Whose strength puts a legion to rout.
And he who fights sin singlehanded
Is more of a hero, I say,
Than he who leads soldiers to battle
And conquers by arms in the fray.

— from “Our Heros” by Phoebe Cary

Children, A Stream And Connecting With Nature   Leave a comment

Boy & Girl By Stream-1116_ art blogChildren, a Stream, and Connecting with Nature — Computer Art by kenne

A picture may seem not what it is.
Two teens may appear more interested in a
phone than a stream slowly passing at their feet.

Like most images, it’s up to the viewer
to place it in some element of their reality.
Put in the contact the image was taken,

the teens are sharing pictures taken in
my iPhone photography class where they

learn to connect the eye, to the mind, to the heart.

— kenne

Believing In The Importance Of The Struggle — Robert M. Pirsig, Dead At 88   1 comment

pirsig-with-chris-1968_custom-1dfd21fa4918cd9508463228a8dd69566ee06eb0-s800-c85Source: William Morrow/HarperCollins

It’s just a little after midnight in Tucson, and I’m having trouble sleeping. It could be that Joy is having surgery later today. It could be that in this age of hand-held technology it was several hours ago I received news alert on the passage of Robert M. Pirsig at age 88.

In the 1970’s I was interested in motorcycles — own a couple. It was a time in which I loved reading about technology and philosophy. So, in 1974 when I read a review of a recently published book, “Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values,” I went out and bought a copy.

The inside cover jacket begins with a quote from the book:

“ The study of the art of motorcycle maintenance is really a miniature study of the art of rationality itself. Working on a motorcycle, working well, caring, is to become part of a process, to achieve an inner peace of mind. The motorcycle is primarily a mental phenomenon.”

What better way to write about the conflict between science and religion, and the nature of Quality in art than to have it as part of a motorcycle narrative of a trip Pirsig, his eleven-year-old son and two friends took from Minnesota to California? As it turns out, the real trip was not a motorcycle trip, but a philosophic trip that centers on an insane passion for truth.

In February of this year, I posted a blog entitled, The Zen of Visual Imagery – Balancing Passion and Obsession, in which I reference the novel I have worshiped over the years. Whether in my own teaching of educational philosophy or photography, I can’t talk about life without referencing Pirsig for the truth. It is time for a Chautauqua.

–kenne

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