Archive for the ‘Texas’ Category

I Think So   1 comment

Kenne & Kate-03-30-05-2-Edit-1-art-72Dad and Daughter (03/30/05) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Our human condition makes us tend to share

only the best of ourselves,

because we are always searching

for love and approval.

— Paulo Coelho

 

“The More It Stays The Same.”   3 comments

Old Jules-artJack “Old Jules” Purcell — Photo-Artistry by kenne

In June of 2006 Old Jules wrote on his blog So Far From Heaven “The More It Stays The Same.”

I hadn’t watched Easy Rider (Peter Fonda, Dennis Hopper and Jack Nicholson, circa 1968) in three decades.

When I saw it again this past weekend I appreciated it again for the first time:

Nicholson: You know, this used to be a helluva good country. I can’t understand what’s gone wrong with it.

Hopper: Huh. Man, everybody got chicken, that’s what happened, man. Hey, we can’t even get into like, uh, second-rate hotel, I mean, a second-rate motel. You dig? They think we’re gonna cut their throat or something, man. They’re scared, man.

Nicholson: Oh, they’re not scared of you. They’re scared of what you represent to ’em.

Hopper: Hey man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody needs a haircut.

Nicholson: Oh no. What you represent to them is freedom.

Hopper: What the hell’s wrong with freedom, man? That’s what it’s all about.

Nicholson: Oh yeah, that’s right, that’s what it’s all about, all right. But talkin’ about it and bein’ it – that’s two different things.

I mean, it’s real hard to be free when you are bought and sold in the marketplace.

‘Course, don’t ever tell anybody that they’re not free ’cause then they’re gonna get real busy killin’ and maimin’ to prove to you that they are.

Oh yeah, they’re gonna talk to you, and talk to you, and talk to you about individual freedom, but they see a free individual, it’s gonna scare ’em.

Hopper: Mmmm, well, that don’t make ’em runnin’ scared.

Nicholson: No, it makes ’em dangerous.

Three young men searching for America who found it wasn’t what they bargained for.

Jack

Ezra Charles and The Texas Blues Band   Leave a comment

Ezra Charles & The Texas Blues Band-B&WEzra Charles and The Texas Blues Band Gruene Hall, Gruene, Texas (06/17/07) — Image by kenne

Hopperesque   1 comment

Gruene Hall-72Gruene Hall, Gruene, Texas (6/17/07) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Gruene Hall live music

Sunday-dancing the two-step —

The Texas Blues Band.

— kenne

Texas Dancehall Days   1 comment

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADouble Bayou Dancehall (October 19, 2002) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

DOUBLE BAYOU, THAT IS

There’s a sound
coming from a place
down on the bayou,
Double Bayou, that is.

A place where
houserocking blues lovers
would swing to the blues,
Texas Blues, that is.

I miss that place,
a dance hall
down on the bayou,
Double Bayou, that is.

Sixty-seven years
alone the gulf coast,
badly damaged by Ike,
hurricane Ike, that is.

I miss Pete Mayes,
legendary blues man
who ran the dance hall,
Double Bayou, that is.

A true blues man,
everything he sang
had that blues feeling,
Texas blues, that is.

A Pete Mayes concert
at the dance hall 
was a holidays tradition,
Christmas Holidays, that is.

“Old House Recognition”
sign how marks the place
where 
the blues rang
over the bayou,

Double Bayou, that is.

— kenne

 

Note: Click on the Double Bayou Dancehall below the top image
to see a video on the history of dancehall.

West Texas Wind Turbines   3 comments

West Texas Wind Turbines-0790 blogWest Texas Wind Turbines — Image by kenne

West Texas windmills
In the land of oil and gas
Titans in Battle.

— kenne

 

Posted January 3, 2018 by kenneturner in Information, Photography, Poetry, Texas

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Harvey Flooding Was Inches Away — Photo Essay   5 comments

We are staying with daughter Jill in Houston where many are starting the recovery process from Harvey. Jill’s house is on a street that goes down hill in the direction of Lake Houston. During the record setting rains, you could see the water coming up the street. Fortunately, the water stopped at her property edge. What follows are photos of homes that were flooded in her neighborhood. 

— kenne

“Texas Flood”

Well there’s floodin’ down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Well there’s floodin’ down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
And I’ve been tryin’ to call my baby
Lord and I can’t get a single sound

Well dark clouds are rollin’ in
Man I’m standin’ out in the rain
Well dark clouds are rollin’ in
Man I’m standin’ out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin’
Man it’s about to drive poor me insane

Well I’m leavin’ you baby
Lord and I’m goin’ back home to stay
Well I’m leavin’ you baby
Lord and I’m goin’ back home to stay
Well back home are no floods or tornados
Baby and the sun shines every day

— Stevie Ray Vaughan

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A Christmas Eve Walk In The Woods   Leave a comment

This Christmas Eve was sunny and warm in Kingwood, Texas and as I have done in past visits, I went for a photographic walk in nearby East End Park. It’s just what I do.

“I wish to know an entire heaven and an entire earth.”

— Henry David Thoreau

Images by kenne (Click On Any Titled Image To View In Slideshow Format)

“There is no point in hurrying because you are not actually going anywhere. However far or long you plod, you are always in the same place: in the woods. It’s where you were yesterday, where you will be tomorrow. The woods is one boundless singularity. Every bend in the path presents a prospect indistinguishable from every other, every glimpse into the trees the same tangled mass. For all you know, your route could describe a very large, pointless circle. In a way, it would hardly matter.”

― Bill Bryson, A Walk in the Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail

 

“The Place” Down On The Bayou   4 comments

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe Double Bayou Dance Hall, “The Place”, where you could get good smoke brisket
and local women offered homemade pecan, lemon meringue and sweet potato pies.  (October 19, 2002) — Image by kenne

Double Bayou Dance Hall (1 of 1) photo Filter blogBreak Between Sets at the Double Bayou Dance Hall, “The Place”  (May 25, 2003) — Image by kenne

But the most dangerous thing in the world  
is to run the risk of waking up one morning
and realizing suddenly that all this time
you’ve been living without really and truly living
and by then it’s too late. When you wake up
to that kind of realization,
it’s too late for wishes and regrets.
It’s even too late to dream.

— Kinky Friedman

A Visitor In The Old Neighborhood   3 comments

The Woodlands Heron _2015 05 05_0632_edited-2 blogWe drove through Copperknoll, our old neighborhood in The Woodlands, Texas and spotted another visitor.
— Heron image by kenne (May 5, 2015)

I mozy, do you?
Long legs moving straight ahead,
Waddle side to side.

— kenne

Southern White Magnolia and Texas Yellow Rose   Leave a comment

Flowers Still Life _2015 05 03_0477_edited-1White Magnolia and Yellow Rose — Image by kenne

southeast Texas,

where the

yellow rose of Texas

meets the

white southern magnolia —

a blind of

fragrance,

culture 

and a preponderance of

bullshit

among the

beer drinkers

at the ice house —

“have you read any

Dostoyevsky lately?”

— kenne

Wildflowers In East End Park, Kingwood, Texas   2 comments

Wildflowers In East End Park, Kingwood, Texas (May 4, 2015) — Images by kenne

Spring

in east Texas,

home to a

dense forest

of piney woods,

cypress trees

and swamps —

the livable forest..

— kenne

“You Can’t See Main Street from Wall Street” — Six Years Out   1 comment

daves-crawfish-boil-6084-overlay-blogDave Pierce — Images & Video by kenne

daves-crawfish-boil-6090-blogApril 12, 2009 Dave had friends and family over for a crawfish boil, after which he played guitar and sang some of his songs.  One of the songs was the recently written, “You Can’t See Main Street from Wall Street.”

Chorus
You can’t see Main Street from Wall Street, any more.
The wolves of Manhattan keep us Standards, Poor.
A trillion more dollars, just borrowed on time.
But who signed your name, on the long dotted line ?
kenne
(Click here to see Flickr photo set)
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