The Eighties began for me in Providence with the highest of highs and quickly crashed into the depths. I suppose it wasn’t just me the entire nation hid in a cocoon pretending it was the 50s living high off the profits of Ollie, George, Donnie’s and of course their good friend and ally Saddam dirty little secret. But for now a pleasant day of snapper fishing comes to an end and I get my photo for a sport fishing story at the Providence Eagle.

Contra is more than a dance

1975 Westford Vt I started to shoot close ups of old farm houses and barns. Looking closely at the world and the simple beauty that time and weather presents. In the Seventies [those who didn’t accept disco believed that the 70’s never happened we just reran the sixties] we still believed we as individuals could make a better world. We were wrong. enjoy pjc
Re -Elect No one

Photographic Art

Cappy stands watch outside the secret location where the Willington Hysterical Society was holding a meeting, today studying the works of the great Dr H. S.Thompson enjoy pjc

We did I think.