Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

Two Weeks of New Life Spring at Home

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April 7th just the light 

The farmers market growing food flowers and fun.

Mel of Mel O’Soup adding a pinch of humor to my stroll. 

The child has the answer.

Mom and daughter blooming naturally at the Olympia Farmers Market

A steady hand just a day after a month at St.  Peter’s Hospital.

Nuanced, vibrant spring colors. 

Spring new life abstraction April 5th.

Spring on the sunny side of the street.

peace

Black & White and Me Changing Philosophy of Seeing 50 Years On.

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Spare change? Chip in on my paypal link.  Posting these stories is very time consuming. Or by mail, my address is on the contact page.

All the moneys gone no where to go.. I will keep delivering that magic feeling

Thank you peace

When I was 1 -2 years into creating Photographic Art, 1973. I had developed a style that included rigid composition, technique and presentation. No cropping, Walker Evans print quality, Focus a must.  This image from the late 90’s never made it to the darkroom. Perhaps a cursory glance as I looked at the film. Nope to flawed.

Now as I look again at old images todays sensibilities see a moment on this afternoon in #Willimantic. Recently I I saw a portfolio of

Romualdas Rakauskas Lithuanian master Black and White photographer.

An online photographic artist friend told me about his passing. A master has helped me to see deeper.

Out takes from sessions where the subject and me could not reach an understanding of what I wanted. This image from a test for my Woodnymph series. Not what I wanted but alright as a stand alone

My live long friend, Ken Morgan both of us artists from back to the 1970’s in Coventry Ct

Poised this thought. “how or why things get so clear so late in the game or is is it just me? …..another possibility “

I told Ken that it was pretty clear. Simplicity, seeing as a child so much peace and life to view and explore.

Willimantic 1999 the eyes all the metaphors apply. I like open conversational eyes windows to the soul.

Moments brief lasting forever. I have so many to relive, some to share conversational images that rarely receive a verbal response maybe the eyes speak, but no words to me.

To keep the focus is on seeking the highlights of my life is what keeps me alive. I also see the shadows as an effort to celebrate the highlights keeping negative space in composition not dark thought.Saturday, 9/25 a self portrait One more recent image before I head back out the door. 

Peace my friends 

 

Neighbors faces around the block and beyond.

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Some of the people I’ve met on the street around the block and beyond.

A familiar face around by circle.

V.A.C.A.T.I.O.N cause it’s summertime.  An old song from an old guy.

August 19th around noon dogs pose for their close up. 

August 21st I came upon mom and dad. “Forget the Paparazzi  I need a nap.”

July 27th a hot day they pause to sit for a portrait. 

August 15th Steve pops in from Norwich Ct. Old friends who always come by when visiting relatives.  Steve, his brother and Jeanne make my day.

As bright as her Roses that I have been shooting for years. 

July 19th doing some yard work for her mom. Sweet when children are around to help their older parents. I have a sweet daughter who does things for me.

A friend up the street a journalist we often converse on media today and in the past.

One day when I was tall in the milk refrigerators at Safeway.  Her choice was on the top shelve looking for an employee I stepped in reached it for her and she said yes to a portrait. 

July 7th out strolling I needed a place to sit and tie my shoes. I called to her can I come sit in the other chair? To tie my shoe? We sat for 5-10 minutes talking before she agreed be photographed.  Sparkling eyes.

 

Peace pjc