Walking Along The Woodlands Waterway (04/12/08) — Image by kenne
Shadows follow us
walking by the waterway
On a late spring day.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘The Woodlands Texas’ Tag
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Crawfish Boil Leave a comment
Crawfish Boil — HDR Image by kenne
Tear the thin membrane.
Suck the juices from within.
Pinch the tail and eat.
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Wet Spider Web By Spillway — Image by kenne
“I’d come to realize that all our troubles spring from our failure to use plain, clear-cut language.”
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Zen Fountain in The Woodlands 3 comments
Zen Fountain In The Yard of Our The Woodlands Home (May 2010) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Our yard had a lot of me
in the plants, lighting, and
the fountain where we
buried our cat, Kiko.
And there was the sweat
from the gulf coast heat,
digging through roots to
place the water reservoir.
The photo for this painting
was taken weeks before
we left our east Texas home,
for a Tucson desert home.
Our friends and family
called us crazy for leaving
the piney woods for a new
home sixteen hours away.
We return to Houston a
couple times each year,
having driven by our old
home only once, not
stopping, afraid of what
we might see of the old
Zen fountain and landscape
we created with love.
— kenne
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Yard Lamp (April 11, 2009) Photo-Artistry by kenne
The earth drinks people and their loves
like wine, in order to forget.
But I drink wine to remember.
I collect memories the way some collect coins.
The memories fade like constellations at dawn.
Until the next glass of wine.
— Robert Phillips
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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
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Corner Shadows — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Mother’s Boy 5 comments
Mother’s Boy (August 26, 2006) — Image by Joy
In the summer of 2006, we spent three months trying to get rid of a systemic infection that resulted from hip surgery.
Mother passed away on September 8, 2006, only a couple of weeks after Joy took this picture.
Everyone had convinced me that she was ready to stop fighting —
the pain was too much.
— kenne
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Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.
— C. S. Lewis
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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
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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
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“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
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Eat My Monkey! 2 comments
James (May 9, 2010) — Image by kenne
Look mommy, no hands!
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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
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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
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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)
