Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

June and July 2020 my images recent and what I have seen in my archives.

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A smorgasbord of my seeing now and then.

My first day out since March 16th a ride in N. Olympia to Steamboat Island. May 28th 2020 a barn abandoned is reclaimed by green.

July 9th 2020 West Bay Park Puget Sound a gull a Ferry and a conversation. 

Steamboat Island May 28th 2020 just after the three day weekend that makes Memorial Day more convenient. 

Northern Vermont Autumn. 

Artspace Norwich Ct. my studio 2009. Space I do miss studio space. Just after moving to Norwich Jeff an old friend visited. This room was empty as I had not unpacked. No ladders, sculpture stands, checkerboard floor just space. Jeff said I have an old wood diner booth it would fit here nicely. I looked around and said no I don’t think there is room for it here.

Norwich Ct. November 2013 shopping downtown. 

April 6th 2001 one month after moving to Norwich Ct.  I fill the space and show this image to Jeff.

Newport  RI Summer 1981

Manchester Ct. 2010 triangles and texture on a visit to Carl’s

August 26 2006 Artspace Norwich Ct  four images of her at the beginning of a roll of a model painted. I first thought it was the painter but on further review it isn’t. Seventy and my memory fails me, a resident or friend of one at the elevator or in the hall then 15 minutes in the studio. I’ll ask Roberta I think she will know.

Lacey Wa. December 31 2014 a librarian at Timberland Library. 

peace pjc

Look around gallery links at top of page or tags by subject at the bottom of this post. 

 

May Twenty Fifth 2001 Around My Neighborhood

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2001 a very creative year feeling at home in Norwich a stroll with bricks, texture,  humanity. B+W HP5 warmed here with a touch of sepia, warm the way I felt this May day a couple months into my new residence.

Restoration or rubble the fate of  The Wauregan was the downtown lightning rod.

The Golden Hour on Main.

An empty building on Franklin I would walk by on the way to Delia’s or KCs. I rarely didn’t stop to look my imagination seeing past life’s. What did time do to empty this granite foundation? 

Chestnut St. just beyond ArtSpace the repetition is all about the light. But isn’t everything about the light.

A bit of Layered Life on Franklin.

Art? Are documentary images art? It depends on what you put in the image, not composition or cropping but emotion yourself . Were you there in a fleeting moment seeing subjects on to the next shot seeking cool. Or were you there in the moment looking inward putting yourself into the emotion seeing beyond subjects to soul.

peace pjc

More home images.