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Archive for January 2011
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Scratching The Surface — Ralph Prata 10 comments
“Inside the Outside” by Ralph Prata
This past Sunday, we took Joy’s mother and sister to the nearby DeGrazia Gallery in the Sun. Years ago, as part of his Santa Catalina Foothills property, Ted DeGrazia built a Guest House for artists to work and show their work. Today the DeGrazia Foundation continues this legacy during the winter months. During our visit, we had an opportunity to see the work of Ralph Prata. Ralph resides in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York, but he, his wife, and their cat spend the winter months near Ventana Canyon.
We immediately fell in love with Prata’s work, so we went back three times, selecting different pieces to see what would best show his work in our foothills home. So the above, “Inside the Outside,” is now in place to welcome visitors to our home, where we live “inside the outside.”
Prata has said of his work, “My works do not necessarily document particular life ways nor tell stories. Rather they are to touch the spirit and imagination. Allowing the viewers the freedom to find their visions.” Our spirit has been “touched.” To celebrate our getting to know Ralph and his art, I wrote the following poem:
Inside the Outside
I began on the inside,
Knowing not of an outside,
Only knowing of my being.
My knowledge is limited,
A temporary prisoner,
Protected by the inside.
Demanding more room,
Life on inside
Began to grow short.
Having no choice,
Pushed from the womb
Into the world of the unknown.
On the inside,
I had been content
In my limited space.
Now on the outside,
I let it be known,
Crying in the face of a new destiny.
My first act of rebellion,
Already expressing nostalgia
For the innocence of the inside.
Appealing to my essence of being,
I soon learned the outside
Could be my new inside.
Always giving away,
Some of the outside,
So not to lose it all.
To become inside the outside,
Allows the practice of thinking
To create a way of living.
— kenne
Ralph Prata outside the DeGrazia Gallery in the Sun Guest Gallery — images by kenne
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The Tree of Forgiveness 3 comments
Image by kenne
The Tree of Forgiveness
Sun setting
over the mountain gods
ducks swimming
in shadows of togetherness
two aging souls
sensing the present
voices grow louder
alongside
the sound of silence
standing beneath
the tree of forgiveness
where the gods
take pity on us –
— kenne
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Cartoon de jour — “IT IS HARD WALKIN’ ON THIS STUFF.” Leave a comment
Source: Google.com
Walt Kelly’s message, “We have met the enemy and he is us,” which he effectively communicated through Pogo, is a firm but gentle approach at telling the truth. Yet, we are still living in an economic, environmental and moral “garbage dump” forty years after Porky and Pogo first looked over their trash filled swamp. Where are the all-wise Pogos’ of the world when we need them?
“YEP, SON, WE HAVE MET THE ENEMY AND HE IS US.”
kenne
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Capturing the Moment — Attracting Attention 1 comment
Source: Flickr — Don Hudson – Near Dexter, MI 1978
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Capturing the Moment — The Old Pueblo 2 comments
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Capturing the Word — The Now 4 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Now
(In the Zen of the now,
past and future exist as one.)
Living for the moment
Creates a false state of being,
Of setting you free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Being in the moment is to
Have a beginning and an end,
Boundaries where you cannot be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Having a beginning and an end
It is not to have a past nor a future,
Without which, you cannot be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Self-fulfilling nature of the moment
Creates fear of the unknown —
Fear the unknown is not to be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Experiencing the now is to
Know the past and learn of the future,
Releasing fear and setting you free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Learning takes place only in the now
Containing life’s recipe (the past),
Providing directions to being free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Giving of the now
Is to create a future,
In which you can be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Living for the now is to give worth
To the past and value to the future,
A future of being free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Living in the now is to experience
Love and life’s peak experiences,
By which others can be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
— kenne
(Everything exists in the now. Live it!)
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Kenne, Virginia and Joy at DeGrazia Gallery in the Sun
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Expressing A Community’s Loss 1 comment
A Community Expresses Itself: Virginia, Joy & Jeri (Right side of photo) at University Medical Center in Tucson — Image by kenne
Words of Sadness
We love you . . .
Get well . . .
Get well soon . . .
Forever in our hearts . . .
Hope . . .
Thank you . . .
Peace . . .
1.8.11 Never forget . . .
Tucson love you . . .
Our hearts and our prayers . . .
Peace, hope happiness . . .
Never succumb to the temptation of bitterness . . .
Gabby’s tough . . .
Tucson loves Pam . . .
Spread love, give love, be love . . .
Peace, love, happiness to all . . .
LOVE . . .
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House in a Field of Lonely Dreams 4 comments
This Old Porch — Image by kenne
House in a Field of Lonely Dreams
Many lives,
shared this roof.
Many hands
worked the land.
Now forgotten
tired and worn
windows broken
doors unfastened
through which
no one enters
from the windswept
field of lonely dreams.
— kenne
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Capturing the Word — A Song of Silence 3 comments
Chris Duarte — Image by kenne
A Song of Silence
Music is
what enables you
in your work,
soothes you
when you rest
reminds you
of images past
of dreams yet fulfilled.
It is not the words,
nor the beat,
nor the instruments,
nor the relationships.
It is the rhythm
of the moments,
composed by the
silence in between.
— kenne
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Capturing the Moment — Desert Shadows Leave a comment
Desert Shadows — Image by kenne
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