by Peter J. Crowley on January 28, 2008
The image from May of 1975 but the nails could be 1875, my series of White Wood transcends time. I still shoot it although farms are harder to find in New England. “Food” is now genetically engineered why eat real food when you can pop supplements. I also was/am very intrigued by textures. Many old roads to travel and re see. enjoy pjc
The night before conversing with Cestandrea regarding my old roads and images I found words I had written regarding this image. She wondered which images were old, I directed her to my Seventies series. Yes I do keep all the words I have written and like. It surprises me that lately my “verbal images” are often married to images. I am even more surprised that I was doing this in the 70s as well. So here from an old steno page are the words.
The ten penny spikes
Driven into the woodshed
Now form rust stalactites
Spring sun on the sill of my bedroom window
Abstract patterns formed by
Thirty two coats of cracking peeling memories
Faded lace, weathered wood
White weathered wood.
Copyright Peter J. Crowley
White Wood Texture
by Peter J. Crowley on January 23, 2008
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
by Peter J. Crowley on January 21, 2008
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.
by Peter J. Crowley on January 13, 2008
A young girl who modeled for me while we lived in E. Haven sits in a burned out summer cottage. The instruction was to create a mood as if this was your home and it is gone from you all that is left is memories.
There seems to be a trend of shooting models in abandoned factories and buildings now some 35 years or so later. Maybe I was ahead of my time, naw no spiked high heels. enjoy pjc
Photographic Art
by Peter J. Crowley on January 8, 2008
Winter of 73 and the rectangle was beginning to take shape in my mind. Themes that still occupy my creative exploits were emerging. Simplicity, is perhaps the hardest concept to grasp. Now 34 years later I still seek it in my images. I work front end composition. Un cropped [this is] everything in the image I put there. Positioning the subject in the negative space so your attention is drawn there, by triangles in the foreground road I am standing on leading to the road the truck is on and the ultra white field on the backside all point to the logging truck. Small business a current theme is represented here also. The only difference is that side road I am standing on waiting for the truck to chug into it’s moment is probably 10 to 20 below zero and you would be hard pressed to find me standing in that cold. LOL! But hey you never know. enjoy pjc
Small Business.
Linocut by Sarah Harford
