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Navajo Mark Study, a design by Alazanto

Navajo Mark Study

“This was an opportunity to work with Navajo symbolism to convey education in the digital age.” Alazanto, our son, Kevin Davis, on his website, http://www.alazanto.org, accessed 10/7/11.

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Palais de Justice

This photograph by Alazanto, our son, Kevin Davis, seems to be an appropriate companion to Ethel Mortenson Davis’s poem, To the Innocent below.

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Tree at Sunset, a photograph by Alazanto

Sonja Bingen is not the only photographer in our family. Kevin Davis, Alazanto, was known for his photography as well as his design. The “Tree at Sunset” was taken near Taos, NM. in Rio Grande Gorge. Alazanto’s flickr site can be accessed at http://www.flickr.com/photos/springofdark.

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Ornamental, designs by Alazanto

Alazanto was Kevin Davis, our son

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Laughing Colors, a design by Alazanto

by Kevin Davis, who was Alazanto, our son

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My One True Love And the Meaning of Moments

by Thomas Davis

She stands inside the garden’s blooming, still
As long green stalks that reach toward the sun.
Above her head the Arcosanti bell,
A gift brought to her by her lovely son,
Waits wind to stir its deep, pure voice to song.
Her graying hair shines in the early morning light:
A silent testament to births and how
Her son died in a place she did not understand
And how her daughters have a boundless grace
And how granddaughters gleam and grandsons spark,
One caught inside autism’s draining clinch—
A binding to the yellows, blues, and pinks
Of blooms she planted in the early spring

Then, whirring, one bold calliope bees
Up to the bright red feeder near her eyes
And slips its slender beak into the hole
Where nectar made inside her kitchen sink
Transmutes into an iridescent energy.
A moment more and clouds of hummingbirds
Kaleidoscope around her head; her eyes
And spirit swirled into a halo born
Of flowers, bell, the hummingbirds, the light
Of early morning, all the life she’s lived.

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