Peter J. Crowley

Moments Happen faster at 4 soon to be 5

11.28.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 4 Comments

Wednesday after school two little eyes peep through my mail slot laughing always laughing. The door opens and the fast fun begins with a run around laughing ending in my arms. Errands to run we head out to Costco entering a movie on a big screen TV. Like a moth to a flame she hones in “I have seen this movie before.” Mom goes to shop we watch Inside Out. She follows intently as the little girl finds her way home after considering running away. Relief from her parents she starts to cry. Inara pushes me over to the next TV watching very serious she begins to tear up with the girl. As the girl settles safely home she stops crying, a tear wiped from Inara’s she comes hugs me pulls me back for the rest of the movie. WOW

At this point she was a bat, a tired bat flying around Blue with me while mom shops.

Saturday out to shop to blue. I walk out to the car and as our custom I go to her window tap laugh and make a face. Once in the car she announces “I’m a wolverine.” What sound do you make. You must know each new personas voice. At Poppet where the dealing begins try these boots on she does and likes. But there are frogs she likes better. Another pair of boots I’ll try them on if I can have a frog? Inara it is almost Christmas we should put them on the list. Back and forth the negotiations continue. The list started Dec. 27th first trip to a store after Christmas. Quiet talks with mom we decide to get them for her but for Christmas. I will take her to the bakery for a cookie distraction. “But I really want a frog” now in full frog mood hoping around. We go for a cookie a settlement reached.

Bend don’t break Kissinger gets a smaller frog and a cookie.

Mom had the same eyes. New Haven 1973 already using the look to negotiate.

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Photographic Art the seventies

Olympia Faces

05.17.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 1 Comment

A Life in Photographic Art my second book.

Another Door Entered available now.

Downtown street portraits. All the folks in images I conversed with the genre of street photography is often done with a long lens from a distance stolen souls. I would rather meet my subjects.

A warm July day a message to send.

Anne Buck, Bucks Fifth Avenue Exotic Spices

April First no joke here sun and fun at Capitol Lake. Vanna, Zeus and Baxter visit me after their walk.

Molly my asst. May 5th helps here with a film test and great eyes. New water process adjustment to control grain.

Nathan and Rebekah[U-Tube Fun] May 13th doing fun rolling tricks. Tancern and I met them on the dock the day before as I shot this I realized I had met and photographed them the day before.

May 13th an exchange student from China giving hugs. She saw it on the internet and thought it was a nice thing to share. I agree.

Three from Cafe Vita June 30th 2015

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Photographic Art The People on the bus.

Life’s Big Truths, Words Words

04.18.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 3 Comments

A Life in Photographic Art my second book.

Grandpa there’s Macaroni under the stove.

Yes Inara there is, in fact most homes in the U.S have Macaroni under the stove. That look???? a moment to ponder and a nod of agreement. We were having lunch at Oldschool Pizzeria the other day. Garlic Knots or Knot Bread as they are called. An episode of Abbot and Costello happened. What are you eating Tancern? “Knot Bread” ok if you are not eating bread what are you eating? Grandpa it’s Knot Bread. Alright not bread but what are you eating? This little banter of “Who’s on First” style went on for five minutes Eyes rolling laughing we finished the Knot Bread. The word games punctuate our strolls. Last summer after clamming her and Daddy found a little crab in the bucket. Mom told her they would put it back near/in the sound in the morning. Why wait she thought so she brought the crab to the stereo and put it by a speaker.

Thursday sunny downtown Mom shopping we head for Ice Cream walking down from Blue we visit a few murals hand in hand we call it fingers for crossing streets today she just likes holding my hand.

A bit of climbing after Ice Cream at Grandpa’s Soda Fountain and Ice Cream Parlor Climbing like running is essential. We head back to the car stopping at Blue a women comes in and says hi that she had seen us dancing up the street. Out to the street mom tells me when she picked you up at school she could hear the whole class howling? Did you get that started? AAahhooo she reply’s a man coming down the street says hey I know you sounding good. He knows her from Batdorf’s.

Saturday morning out to Batdorf’s early for a scone and a furious game of Lady Bugs. There is a scone in the case two in fact but no one is a reflection. The laughter continues “That’s Silly” Back at the table we laugh about the two scones. I say you know we actually got both scones. That Look? When we took the real one the reflection disappeared. A window table, Lady Bug board on window seat a burst of crumbs laughter, Aphids, Praying Mantis’s a busy Sat. morning at the coffee shop but. It’s me and you grandpa Ally’s and Art animals and reflections on to the Farmers Market to eat lunch with mom we howl to find her. Some dancing and carrots eat 3 more and a treat. Cotton Candy? Dancing and a cotton candy search. Ice cream is a good substitute. To the South Sound Estuary. This adventure to be continued.

Photographic Art Arts Walk April 2015