Monday, February 18, 2008

The Eighties, Providence,Newport, Art, Respect to begin...then

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

3 Comments:

Anonymous edye said...

Peter, it's so wonderful to time travel via your photographs. It makes me think how much I need to incorporate people into my images. Something completely foriegn to me! I so much love seeing and wondering about these times gone by, the people in the photographs. Thank you!

7:51 PM  
Blogger sexy teach said...

love your pics!
D.J.

12:45 AM  
Blogger Cranky Yankee said...

Guy with hairy chest!
ooh lala! :-)

3:14 PM  

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