Archive for the ‘Kenne David’ Tag

1954 GMC Pickup Truck   1 comment

GMC Pickup Truck 1954-3-2-Edit-3-72-3Kenne David Turner’s 1954 GMC Pickup Truck — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Living through my son
Old trucks or motorcycles
I’m inside his veins.

— kenne

Silhouettes by Katie   2 comments

Silhouette granddad and jaxon blogkenne and Grandson Jaxon

Silhouette granddad and Jaxon - 2 blogkenne and Grandson Jaxon

silhouette katelyn blogGranddaughter Katelyn

Silhouette katelyn - 2 blogGranddaughter Katelyn
(iPhone Images by Katie Turner Bailey)

During the week of March 12th, son David, granddaughter Katelyn,
daughter Katie, grandsons Nick and Jaxon visited Joy and me in Tucson.
Each day would end watching the sunset from the patio.
On several occasions, Katie took images with her iPhone.

— kenne

Far Away, But Always Close To My Heart   Leave a comment

Katie David & Me (1 of 1) art blogKatie, Kenne G. and Kenne D. in Bryan, Texas (Early Eighties) — Image by Mary Ann

“You can’t know who you are until you know where you are.”

— Wendell Berry

Father And Daughter Image   1 comment

d-katelyn-iii-framed-blog IISon, Kenne David and Granddaughter, Katelyn at About the Same Ages — Image by kenne (April 6, 2011)

Two moments,
captured in time
each a generation apart
father and daughter
creating a new reality
a moment in time.

— kenne

Katelyn Spends The 4th Of July Holiday In Tucson   4 comments

Katelyn & Dave (1 of 1)-10 Art blog framed

Images by kenne (Click on any of the tiled imaged to see larger view in a slideshow format.)

Granddaughter Katelyn and son Kenne David left this morning, returning to Houston after four-plus days here in Tucson. This was their second visit after three years. We made an effort to do as much as possible in the desert summer and the beginning of the monsoon season, which began while they were here.

Photos of Katelyn and poetry about her have been part of several posting over the last ten years — she will be eleven this September. Here’s one of the poems:

The Eyes Tell You

Little girls have a mysterious power,
But not all can feel it – when she does,
You can see it in her eyes.

As she matures, she is driven
To climb the tower of perfection,
Always resisting her own indifference.

Her enigmatic power is needed
To stir the artist inside,
To triumph over the unenlightened.

In her own way, she will find something new,
Something never before encountered
Placing art in a world void of feeling.

Inventive, she will act,
Sometimes seeking out failure
In order to turn it into a triumph.

Once her power is transformed
By the magical virtue of art,
Loving and understanding becomes simpler.

# # # # #

Now that they return home, I ponder —

Children and grandchildren

are the beautiful mysteries

that drive our emotions 

stirring each moment we share,

not knowing if the same emotions

transcend each communication in the moment,

ending in emotional question marks.

kenne

Not Just Another Father’s Day   3 comments

katie-david-me-revised-2011-blogKate, Kenne (Dad) and Kenne David — Father’s Day Many Years Ago

Father’s Day morning

A ride into the Rockies

Celebrating life.

— kenne

(Visiting Kate in Ft. Collins, CO on Father’s Day weekend, 2014)

Posted June 15, 2014 by kenneturner in Family, Life, Photography, Poetry

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Father’s Day 2011 — Old Images Capture the Moment   Leave a comment

 

 

Posted June 19, 2011 by kenneturner in Capturing the Moment, Family, Life, Photography

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