Lake Robbins Bridge, The Woodlands, Texas (2003) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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The Blues On Campus 1 comment
The Blues On Campus (Lone Star College, Montgomery – 02/19/03) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“The blues are the roots and the other musics are the fruits.
It’s better keeping the roots alive,
because it means better fruits from now on.
The blues are the roots of all American music.
As long as American music survives, so will the blues.”
— Willie Dixon (1915–1992)
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Lake Robbins Bridge — A Flashback 1 comment
Lake Robbins Bridge — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Lost
Drawn within its midst
Are signs that could be comprehended
The same signs I thought I could interpret
These signs seem to be nothing
They could mean something
Still in these unknown dreams
It’s snippet visions of flashback
Clicking like the camera’s shutter
Blindsided by the flash
Surrounded by a support swarm of bees
Hope and dream maybe it’s own fantasy
Could be the dreams that I thought of
The dreams that I could have wished
A dream that could be a tell-all tale
This dream could be just a fantasy
Maybe a fate of its own destiny
If I could only get its true impact
This interpretation could be crossroads
A crossroad that could answer it all
It could free me or imprison me
Could be the downfall or success
Maybe an ending with sorrow or joy
Might be answered in my next lifeline
— Sarah Mutabari
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Right Place At The Right Time 2 comments
Lake Woodlands Sea Serpent (1996) — Image by kenne
Right Place At The Right Time
Dressed for work, I open
the front door to a sun
masked in a morning fog.
Immediately, an image came
to mind of the Lake Woodlands
sea serpent five miles to the east.
Quickly, I grab a camera and
a tripod knowing the image
I was seeking could be gone
by the time I got to the lake.
My camera, loaded with
a roll of twenty-four exposures
I carefully mount it onto the
tripod near the lakeshore.
Camera settings for shooting
in fog can be challenging,
so I decided to take eight shots,
bracketing each allowing for three
exposures for each shot I would take.
Days later, after the film was developed,
I get the result I wanted — eight great
photographs three of which remain mounted
in a grouping on our living room wall.
I still have the original negatives for being
in the right place at the right time.
— kenne
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Daughter’s Delight — Love Is In The Air Leave a comment
My mother, Agnes, talking to son, Tom as granddaughter, Katie looks on (04/11/04) — Image by kenne
Love is in the air
A narrative not needed
The eyes tell it all.
— kenne
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Dragonboat Races — Flashback Leave a comment
Dragonboat Races (Lake Woodlands, September 24, 2004) — Images by kenne
Montgomery College Dragonboat Team (The Woodlands, TX)
I fly far without wings
or illusions.
I immerse my body in sunlight, wholly,
motionless, like a stone shaped
in ancient time.
My soul rests in my brain—
I see it drag in the shadow like the long tail
of the thieving magpie that visits me, magically calm.
—from ‘An Image’ by Chen Jun 陈均 (1974-)
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Backyard Wall — Ten Years Out Leave a comment
Backyard Wall, The Woodlands, Texas (December 18, 2009) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Life has no meaning a priori…
It is up to you to give it a meaning,
and value is nothing
but the meaning that you choose.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
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Morning Walk In The Woodlands — A Flashback, January 2006 Leave a comment
Morning Walk In The Woodlands, Texas (Joy, January 2006) — Image by kenne
Before moving to Tucson in 2010, we did a lot of walking and jogging in our home community, The Woodlands, Texas.
— kenne
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The Society Of The Fifth Cave Christmas Celebration, 2009 Leave a comment
The Society of the Fifth Cave Christmas Celebration, December 19, 2009
The Society of the Fifth Cave, “A Reading Club for the Non-Discriminating Bourgeoisie,” has existed in one form are another, since 1983. I became a member in 1998. The last time I was able to attend one of our monthly meetings was September 2012.
— kenne
“May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome,
dangerous, leading to the most amazing view.
May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.”
— Edward Abbey
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Mr. Joe — December 2003 Leave a comment
Mr. Joe (December 21, 2003) — Image and poem by kenne
This image and poem predate selfies and my blog.
Why is the poem addressed to “Mr. Joe?”
I have no idea.
“Do not seek answers
which cannot be given you . . .”
— kenne
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“Is It, Or Is It Not?” 1 comment
Foggy Morning — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Is it, or is it not?”
Look Again,
The image you see
Is not what is.
Look again,
The image you see
Is not what was.
Look again,
The image you see
Is not what will be.
Look again,
The image you see
Is not what is real.
— kenne
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Wine for Two, Revisited Leave a comment
“Wine for Two” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Wine for Two
(May 2008)
Picture this,
the setting sun
beaming streams of light
through the trees.
Occasionally moving
with the breeze,
sending beams dancing
across the glass tabletop.
Captured for the moment
in two glasses of wine,
only to be released forever
to the hearts of each lover.
A visual of the mind
seeking a mindless void
for each heart to fill
but a fragment of the matrix
The new field of vision
changing the way things are seen,
the glasses in the picture
forever changed to one.
kenne
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Late Bloomer 1 comment
Late Bloomer (Azalea) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
In early spring the south and gulf coast are abound with azalea blossoms. When we moved to the Arizona desert from the gulf coast, we brought along a potted azalea plant. Each spring our little plant had many blossoms. However this spring there were no blossoms. But much to our surprise in September one blossom emerged. — kenne
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Lake Robbins Bridge 4 comments
Lake Robbins Bridge on a Foggy/Frosty Morning– Photo Artistry by kenne (March 14, 2003)
Enough sun breaks through
The foggy/frosty morning
Misty white to gray.
— kenne
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A Study In Love Leave a comment
The Woodlands Artfest (April 2009) — Digital Art by kenne
Artfest in the woods
I don’t remember her name
A study in love.
— kenne
