Fine Art Photographer
I’ll be back from snow shoeing to the market. Ya right. Just looked out the parking lot side of my Apt. and there was NPW plow cleaning a bars parking lot. Priorities don’t drive, don’t drink and drive but if you do the parking lot is plowed. enjoy pjc
Early spring traveling on Rt. 87 Lebanon this day by car to the darkroom at Photosynthesis but my mind wanders to my youth as I would ride this road on my bike with friends from Coventry we would set out to explore sometimes riding 20 – 30 miles in a day. A new pond to skip rocks across, streams and big hills to race down fearless immortal kids. Fifty years later to the Lab, ten or so years ago to The Centennial Theater for summer theater dress rehearsal in Simsbury to photograph.
Yesterday hoping for an image or two between the rain drops or on the way back to chase the Golden Hour of late light. But there was no between the raindrops or Golden Hour. There was a visit with Carl and Maarit that made the sun shine within and the conversation with Tiana sharing her youth and dreams with us three sharing stories of youth and dreams. I told her I never thought I would be photographing barns but now as I think of being a kid in Coventry playing in haylofts the circle seems obvious. enjoy pjc
After picking up my auto at the garage in Plainfield we road back to Norwich through the countryside. Being the golden hour my intern contacted a colorful friend to model for us. It was in the low 50’s and warm except when the wind blew through at 20mph. That’s why it was a forced taste, but snow in the morning reminded us it is still winter. Here is a golden moment of a cornfield and one of our colorful model who had to pretend it was spring more than the two dressed for winter photographers. enjoy pjc
