Archive for the ‘New Orleans’ Tag
Doors are for Opening (A Door In The French Quarter) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Doors are for Opening
My serious apprehension of being
Is freed by acts of becoming —
Through the task of opening doors,
Where I learn from the past,
Laugh at today’s mistakes, and
Dream about tomorrow.
— kenne
Late June Afternoon On Bourbon Street — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Full of the profane
We walk this temporal street
Yet something sacred.
— kenne
Cathedral Alley, Jackson Square, New Orleans — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Jackson Square has many hidden wonders
As the morning fog climbs over the river banks.
When the sun opens old musky building cracks
When the cobblestone walk raises from its grave.
A breeze moves in bringing a touch of rain
Turning the smell of night to a fresh new day.
There’s a naked body moving down the alley
Leaving behind a senseless craving of desire.
— kenne
Jackson Square Foggy Morning #2 — Photo-Artistry by kenne
you may see
what I see
doesn’t
really matter
to me
I was there
you were not
the feeling exists
without words
still the painting
may fill the void
with layers
and filters
creating
a new
human touch —
if you can feel it.
— kenne
Foggy Morning In Jackson Square, New Orleans — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Christmas on the Square
Lights of the night are now out
Only red remains.
The fog settles low
After the celebrations
Hugs you to the bone.
— kenne

“Play That Downhome Music” (New Orleans Street Musicians) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Chance of Rain
When it rains here, we soak
up to our ankles and down
from our hoods. You wouldn’t
believe all the water teeming
in the cracks of our streets and
sliding down the sidewalks
in thin, fleeting sheets. We
could almost be swept away.
—David K. Wheeler, from Contingency Plans
Color Her On Royale Street — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I have found some color in this black and white world, have you?
— kenne
“In a black and white world, true colors show.”
Store Window Digital Art by kenne
I’m always capturing life as practice so I can live again in art.
— kenne
Doors are for Opening (A Door In The French Quarter) — Computer Art by kenne
My serious apprehension of being
Is freed by acts of becoming —
Through the task of opening doors,
Where I learn from the past,
Laugh at today’s mistakes, and
Dream about tomorrow.
— kenne
Image by kenne
Long weekends
in our city of escape
created ownership
that time bought back.
Dreams have replaced
the amped erogenous
moments, now searching
for new zones.
— kenne
Computer Art by kenne (December 2007)
The 5th time I have posted this image on my blog.
Decatur Street
Buildings
bending with age
downward
outward
fading colors
open shutters
flower pots
balconies
weathered walls
cracks
street artists
paintings
coffee and beignets
Café du Monde
House of the Blues
Decatur Street
once Levee Street
Decatur Street
river
Mississippi River
— kenne
Decatur Street, New Orleans — Computer Painting Reframed Ten Years Out
“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
— Joseph Campbell
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.
Johnny White’s Bar & Grill at the Corner of Bourbon & Orleans — Computer Art by kenne
“Light and music pour from doorways into the street,
here the carnival and there the quiet of candlelight.
A celebration of flesh, and an acknowledgement of the spirit.”
Bourbon Street Trash — Computer Art by kenne
Bourbon street trash
stacked for pick-up
captured without a flash
part of my street mockup.
I don’t like to rhyme
and as you can tell
it’s a waste of my time
since I don’t excel.
My words are trash
They could stand a tune-up
from Mr. Balderdash,
which would make it a tossup.
— kenne