Tag Archives: photography

Black: A Swallowtail Butterfly

a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

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Cafe Culture in Paris

a photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son

November 15, 2009

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Stones

a painting by Sonja Bingen, our daughter

Note: This is a companion work to an earlier painting by Sonja, Bay Stones.

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Storm Clouds Over the High Desert

a photograph by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Badger in the Grass

a photograph by Sonja Bingen

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Cascade Falls, San Juan Mountains

a photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son

Taken November 18, 2007

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Web

a photograph by Sonja Bingen

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Star

an abstract pastel by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Shining Waters and Sonnet 44

photograph by Sonja Bingen

This photograph was taken after the memorial for Kevin Michael Davis, organized by Sonja and Mary Wood, our daughters, was held at Newport Beach on the tip of Door County in Wisconsin, one of Kevin’s favorite places when he was a child and young adult. This beautiful place looks out on Lake Michigan and is filled with the sounds of birds and lapping of waves on sand and wet, black stones. Passing ships are often small dots on the distant horizon.

Sonnet 44

by Thomas Davis

To sum an individual life with words
is like endeavoring to touch a hand
through shadows on a wall. Like falling sand
words flow around our substance; sounds unheard
dance symphonies of brilliant mockingbirds
into an absence; moments fade into a fairyland.

Our son was loved; he loved; he made a mark
in web design, fought deep depression, wrote
some poems and essays, loved to walk the dark,
taught everyone around him, wore a coat
of many-colors from the spirit of his heart,
and blessed his father, mother as he taught

us courage as he faced life torn apart.
His death left us bereft, alone, distraught.

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Gangs

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

The local people say,
don’t walk out in the wilderness
unless you carry a gun,
because of large predators
and wild dogs—

dogs turned loose
in the desert, abused and neglected.
Now in the hundreds of thousands,
they pack up
to find food and survive.
They kill elk and cattle,
and people—
a man in his fifties.

Children abused
And neglected
join gangs in order to survive.
In order to live—
they kill people.

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