Cosey Beach Ave East Haven Ct 1972. If the muse wasn’t born here it certainly began to bloom. Living by the water stirs creativity continuously. Every walk on the beach was different, high tide or low, winter or summer the images came in focus and a philosophical path was mapped for me to travel. It is now an old road traveled for 38 years that I am re traversing with old images and new journeys back on old roads. enjoy pjc
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