Dennis continues to amaze me. His public lecture and conversation with Royce Howes spoke to everyone of everything Dennis. Afterwards, Jessica commented on how she had heard everything Dennis talked about in his lecture as his philosophy to life and childrearing, but not as it applied to his artwork.
I got another view of Dennis and his connection to the world that night, one that allowed me to see the world through his eyes.
http://gargoyle.arcadia.edu/gallery/09-10/kuronen.htm
Dennis & Rebecca, you are extraordinary. Thank you for sharing your journey with us.
ReplyDeleteYour commentary and photos focus a loving light on Dennis, his work, and his life. Thank you, thank you for your gift of time and courage and creativity.
And Dennis, thank you sharing your world view and your art. Your living itself has become an art form. After all, the artist awakens the wonder and beauty of living in those who experience his art.
Love, Ellen
Dennis, Spent an evening with Karen and some of the amazing secretaries from PhilaU last night and everyone asked about you and expressed caring concern for you. It wasn't all sad - we shared some funny stories about the antics that go on in your office and the music that occasionally fills the air. Dennis, you are certainly missed and while I am no longer an employee of that institution (got my freedom in June), I think of you often and pray that God will bless you with good health again. You are always in my thoughts and prayers. MaryAnn Loschiavo
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ReplyDeleteI don't know what to say, but yet I have a lot to say to you... There are so many memories that I have of you and when you used to bring Stephen home to your parents for the summer. From just sitting around and chatting to laying out in the back yard with you telling us all about the stars and the comets. So many great memories... You will always be our "shining star". Sending MUCH love to you and your beautiful, strong family. God Bless, Rosemarie and AJ
Dennis & Rebecca,
ReplyDeleteI am sitting here with my mom, Rosemarie, in Rapid City--looking at your amazing website. Wow! What a journey you have been on. I wish that we all could learn all that I am sure you have without having to experience cancer. I have great memories of you at June & Jolly's house when you would come home for Christmas. I was always glad that you were there Dennis as you saved me from being alone with all the old people! :) Now, I am one of the old people--I will be 50 this year--can you believe that? Thanks for being such a great "son" to my Mom & Dad as they went through everything with your parents and with Jennie. I have always admired your sweet, gentle spirit. I am sure it has rubbed off on Stephen and your girls... I am so sorry that you have to go through this disease. It sucks... what else can you say? Enjoy all of your time with your family. Wish I could visit with you one more time... Much love always, Nanette Medauer Fitzgerald (neonursenan@aol.com)
Dennis & family,
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to you to know that I am thinking about you frequently this weekend...
Love, Nanette (Medauer) Fitzgerald (Rapid City, SD)
The Stars Have Gained a Light
ReplyDeleteWhat does the obscuring shadow reveal as it passes over
The landscape of a life? Where is the coolness at the end
Of day, at the end of days? Our eyes linger on the forms
The residue of creative struggles to say what one means,
To articulate the vision, the grand obsessions and the
Matter of fact-ness of each day’s strivings to prevail against
The inevitable decline, the insidious creep of chaos, the rust
Of ages, the slipping of the tide toward the horizon.
There is no substitute for artful skill or mindful attention
To the details, the opportunities in the storm, that
Deposits the stuff of life all around us like so much
Driftwood awash on the shore or a seam of colorful clay.
The mortal moments of mystery shine amid the gloom
The spark of insight, the playful whimsy, the light touch
Of the brush on the canvass, the sudden shaft of light
That illuminates the dew bound web of living splendor.
To have had a life close to these elemental things
The sky, the sea, the land and a host of fellow mortals;
To have known beauty and to have ushered it into full view
Rich and vibrant even for an hour upon the stage before
The necessary night falls, the merciful mane of that dark horse
That we ride to the stars, is an unspeakable joy and
A profound privilege.
Good night Dennis, Good Night!