Johnny White’s Bar & Grill at the Corner of Bourbon & Orleans — Computer Art by kenne
Corner of Bourbon & Orleans Leave a comment
“Light and music pour from doorways into the street,
Late June Afternoon On Bourbon Street Leave a comment
Late June Afternoon On Bourbon Street — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Full of the profane
We walk this temporal street
Yet something sacred.
— kenne
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Capturing the Moment — Decatur Street, New Orleans – Revised 1 comment
Leaving New Orleans, again.
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A Summer Solstice Sunflower Bouquet 1 comment
A Summer Solstice Sunflower Bouquet
Sunflower bouquet
On a day the sun stands still,
A love expression.
— kenne
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Hugh Serenading Jill and James as They Dance (June 15, 2019) — Image by kenne
At Jill and Hugh’s wedding, there was a lot of singing and dancing.
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New Orleans — Sensitivity 2 comments
We’re in New Orleans for a couple of days, revisiting old places and taking lots of photos, but not time to download them. So, here’s posting from a couple of years ago. — kenne
Computer Painting (New Orleans, December 2014) and video by kenne
I was born on the edge of the big muddy flow
my daddy was French, my mother creole
I’m slow and heavy underneath the sun
but I’m more than willing when the night time comes
I’m a well known street, I’m a marching drum
I’m a dancer, a preacher, a sophisticated bum
I’m a wild tchapatoula, a dice rolling judge
I’m a barker tryin’ to fool you into a late night club
I am the Big Easy I been hit by a storm
brought to my knees have mercy lord
I got soul I got heart
all alone I’m coming out of the dark
I am the Big Easy
— from I am The Big Easy by Ray Bonneville
Video: Ray Bonneville, “I am the Big Easy,” Ken & Mary’s Blues Project, Porter, Texas, November 2009.
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Looking Back — Kemah, Texas Leave a comment
Father’s Day on the boardwalk in Kemah, Texas.
Galveston Bay
Kemah Boardwalk
Joy, Kemah, Texas (March 2003)– Images by kenne
I have a Nikon,
I love photography —
Catching time and place.
I catch dreams
Using my eye,
Experience and heart.
The eye is the aperture
Through which
Nature sees itself
Becoming the source
Of all light
Not in the present,
Which is consumed
In the past and future,
But a creative moment
To which the artist
Knows is lost
When held on to.
— kenne
