Fine Art Photographer
Past Life Eyes
Silly eyes outside and most everywhere.
Engaging warm eyes that danced in my studio.
Melanie By the Way a barista who’s eyes spoke yet no return contact post studio invite.
More sparkling eyes at Safeway but momentary are not the same. An artist’s lament.
Eyes from before. Film eyes shot with patience a desire to speak.
peace pjc
Wednesday 9/18, Thursday 9/17 1.5 blocks away. Yesterday 9/22 just twenty five yards, flowers dying, summer fades I want more sun, more time to linger stroll to see and shoot but winter beckons.
Childhood a dream a memory.
Art and food at my house July 4th 2019. Now it slowly dies. Still harvesting Broccoli, lettuce, Pumpkins, Peppers and Eight Balls. I wonder how I will close it for the year?
Now the circle is small this from last Thursdays walk one and a half blocks turn around to make it home.
Sunday it’s 25 yards still finding highlights in fifteen minute strolls that become staggers after a couple of bends to look down to see. Fall is the season, I try not to on route to a chair and oxygen.
Old Port Portland Maine. Early on a summer morning 6:30 coffee in the pocket of my vest, film in three cameras the light is grand. A couple days at the N.E. Artist Congress, dances, music panels discussing the roll artists play. Magic!
TriX and people in my viewfinder mostly memories now. Willimantic good memories I found a Muse we made many moments that last forever.
The Muse in my Bellevue Studio.
On what would have been Rees’s 80th birthday. Sept 2009 he saw me in my studio my world. I find now in Olympia that I had become a studio artist in the last few years in Norwich much more so after the long hospitalization. But by 2012 I was out and about again the road to Carl and Maarit’s a drive with highlights along the way to friends, food and frivolity. Rees took the ride there once with me and was immediately part of the Circle. It was Carl who coined the Metaphor of the circle. I embraced it wrote about and live the circle.
A ray of light visits her circle grows exponentially. Childhood visits through her eyes. I think there is no greater highlight.
peace pjc
Over the last forty eight years I have created many moments. These moments have been brief lasting forever. From news, documentary, performing arts. The soul of an artist is in the negatives, each a self portrait. The way I communicate, comment on humanity. For quite awhile selling images to collectors, friends sitting talking about images and life. Art as a profession. That world has passed, replaced with speed and technology quantity not quality. The arrow has replaced the archer. There are no more new negatives. Age and health have stripped this life away. Anti social media has silenced discussion of images to cave drawings. The computer has saved us all so much time. Time to confront, attack and insult yet no time to communicate on art and life. Old for sure, bitter maybe but more sad that the world has reached the level where love is for money and hate, violence is the vehicle we ride to to reach the golden idle.
For now I will only post brief moments to Face Book to indicate I have new images here for me and you if you choose to follow. I can’t place my art on Face Book to sell their product. I’ll be here alone with my images from a long wonderful life of creating, singing the same song to an empty auditorium. Pop by if you like. There will still be a healthy dose of sarcasm and an ocassional rant. peace pjc
Here are some of the recent moments some old some new all from my soul.
A Figure model from New Jersey by way of Poland who saw my work and wanted to work with me not for a fee. To be a part of my work Norwich Ct. 2001
Autumn 2019 next door pastels
Rocky Point R.I. 1981
The finish line at Belmont Stakes mid 80’s
Out my window on Bellevue Street Willimantic 1999
Old Port Portland Maine a very early morning 6:45 am stroll while attending The N.E. Artists Congress.
Seattle September 2001 after teaching Photographic Philosophy for a week an Whidbey Island.
peace pjc
All images are for sale. A few copies of “All the Usual Subjects” a limited edition book of my images available through this site see Pricing Page. Another Door Entered my second book. Books are $25 a piece.