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The Joy of Looking Through My Scopophilic Lens   Leave a comment

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the Joy of looking

looking through the looking glass

mise en abyme

“In its Greek meaning, the verb “to see” incarnates theoretical man,
an omnidirectional ball of open eyes.
What purpose does theory serve?
The surveillance of relations, or the examination of objects?” 

– Michel Serres, “Panoptic Theory”

“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire”   2 comments

Diunna Greenleaf 09-14-12Jonn Richardson, Diunna Greenleaf, and Bob Corritore — Image by kenne

I didn’t realize how much I needed a “Diunna Fix” till I was out doing a morning walk listening to my iTunes music. I like to shuffle through the music, when “Growing Up and Growing Old” (On the CD, Trying To Hold On) started playing, which is one of my favorite Blues/Gospel tunes. I knew then, I would be listening to more Diunna today.

“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire” — Diunna Greenleaf

Video by kenne

Diunna Greenleaf 09-14-12Jonn Richardson and Diunna Greenleaf — Image by kenne

We are pleased to have known Diunna for about twenty years. Joy and I consider her a very close friend. And when it comes to singing the Blues, there’s none better. Here’s another video from the same show, in case you also need a “Diunna Fix.” Get a load of Jonn’s guitar playing need the end of this video, the Del Toro really comes out!

— kenne

Video by kenne

Diunna & Joy3-8-0300128 08-23-11 blogDiunna & Joy, my Zen Women — Image by kenne

 

 

 

Been Here Before — A Valentine Message   Leave a comment

joy45sawmill-i_blog-cohenAfternoon Delight — Image by kenne

I’ve been here before
known this place
walked this floor

lived here alone
before, I knew you.

You became my 
photographic muse
an afternoon delight
laying on a bed of red
shadows of natural light.

Blue, blue windows
opened to the sky
clouds move by
casting moments
to dream by.

Morning would come
roosters crowing
at the break of dawn
sheets still damp
moments to live by.

Imagine yesterday’s
times we’ve shared
becoming memories
fueling our tomorrows
filled with timeless love.

Now, everyone can see
you belong to me
knowing it’s so
hard to love, still
we share the look
of satisfaction.

— kenne
(With thanks to Leonard Cohn.)

The Reader   Leave a comment

joy45sawmill-iii-art-blogThe Reader — Computer Art by kenne

Many things have changed
Not soon the reading to pass — 
Her pastime buddy.

— kenne

The Columbine Wildflower, My Mountain Muse II   1 comment

columbine (1 of 1) framed blogThe Columbine Wildflower, My Mountain Muse II

sometimes I whisper

to my mountain muse —

come to my place.

come tomorrow.

on the way home

I thought of her

the yellow strips,

the dividing line.

— kenne

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