Archive for the ‘The Woodlands’ Category

Facepainting   Leave a comment

Facepainting (The Woodlands Art Festival, April 2008) — Image by kenne

              All women are wounded
Who gather  berries, dibble in mottled light,
Turn white roots from humus, crack nuts on stone
High upland with squinted eye
              or rest in cedar shade.

— from Praise for Sick Women by Gary Snyder

Corner Shadows   Leave a comment

Corner Shadows — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Chase’s Graduation Day, May 24, 2022   7 comments

Chase, December 12, 2005 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Chase (October 11, 2005) — Image by kenne

Chase and Grandma Joy (May 28, 2005) — Image by kenne

You are educated. Your certification is in your degree.
You may think of it as the ticket to the good life.
Let me ask you to think of an alternative.
Think of it as your ticket to change the world.

— Tom Brokaw

An Oldie But Goodie   1 comment

Patio Art (December 2005) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Pinwheel and windmill

Standing tall with the jade plant

In patio pot.

— kenne

The Blanton Project Revisited   Leave a comment

The Blanton Project Cover (Oil Field Girls, 1940, by JerryBywaters) — Image by kenne

In 2009, Borderlands — Texas Poetry Review published a Special Ekphrastic Poetry Issue.

Founded in 1992, Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review was created to respond to the Gulf War and is a literary journal based in Austin, Texas. They publish poetry, visual art, book reviews, and essays. The journal continues to garner a national readership, distributed across the U.S., with contributors worldwide. 

The 2009 special issue contains 89 ekphrastic poems written about works of art in the Jack S. Blanton Museum of Art at the University of Texas at Austin, one of the largest university art museums in the U.S. In March of 2009, the Writers in Performance Series at Lone Star College — Montgomery presented The Blanton Project, where some of the poets read their ekphrastic poems. One such poem was Oil Field Girls on the Jerry Bywaters painting, Oil Field Girls.

Oil Field Girls

Blue skies and the open road

until an hour and a half beyond San Angelo

and the highway yields to brazen curves.

It’s not their thumbs

that make you slow the red Road roadster,

nor even the vestal boots

that look to plant a few fresh kicks.

As stately as an oil rig

set beneath miasmic clouds,

they beckon restless wanderers

who never staked a wildcat claim.

These desperate locals travel lightly

yet do not need a map

to know which way is out.

Because it does not do to gawk,

you press your bootles foot against the gas

and hope next curve to find a Coke.

— Steven G. Kellman

After the readings were completed, the poets were invited to a reception at my home. 
Click here to see photos from the reading and the reception.

— kenne

Dave’s Crawfish Boil   Leave a comment

Dave’s Crawfish Boil (April 12, 2009) — HDR Image by kenne

Dave’s crawfish boil

Southeast Texas partytime

Spicy and tasty.

— kenne

“The Dean” — Looking Back   1 comment

“The Dean” (November 8, 2001) — HDR Image Taken With My Camera
Lone Star College — Montgomery

There’s a long list of things I have done, and looking back, I don’t know how —
regardless, it’s always about perseverance.

— kenne

Eat My Monkey!   2 comments

James (May 9, 2010) — Image by kenne

Look mommy, no hands!

Lake Woodlands Sunrise   Leave a comment

Lake Woodlands Sunrise (May 25,2010) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Meditation means keeping one mind.
You must understand – what is life?
What is death? If you keep one mind,
there is no life, no death.
Then if you die tomorrow, no problem;
if you die in five minutes, no problem.

— Seung Sahn

Chase — December 24, 2005   Leave a comment

Chase (December 24, 2005) — Image by kenne
(The pillow he is resting on, we still have it on our couch.)

“When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes.
But when you photograph people in black and white, you photograph their souls!”

— Ted Grant

 

Lake Robbins Bridge   Leave a comment

Lake Robbins Bridge, The Woodlands, Texas (2003) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

We should be blessed if we lived in the present always,

and took advantage of every accident that befell us,

like the grass which confesses the influence of the

slightest dew that falls on it; and did not spend our

time in atoning for the neglect of past opportunities . . .

We loiter in winter while it is already spring.

— Henry David Thoreau

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)

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

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

 

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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