by Peter J. Crowley on May 9, 2012
I see the circle
Round and Round
Never sure where it is found
Starting little
Outward Bound
I see the circle
Round and Round
Born the circle very small
Mom Dad and relatives is all
In the blink of an eye
Crawling round
The circle widens
Exploration found
Walking Running
Day care, Pre school
The circle grows
Blink again
High School College
The circle large
Strong and sound
I see the circle
Round and round
Still growing larger
Outward bound
Careers distance sadness
The growing circle
Settles down
Families little circles
Start a new
I see the circle
Round and round
Early departures War and Peace
Fifty feeling thirty
Living hard running wild
I’ve seen that circle
Round and Round
Round and Round
Round and Round
enjoy pjc
Photographic Art
by Peter J. Crowley on May 4, 2012
Early Spring the first few warm days and the early buds begin to peek from there winter capsules. Small points of orange, brown, yellow and red dot the hillside with an impressionistic glow during the golden hour.
Tulips bubs poke out and up drinking the morning dew, soon they will explode like the roman candle of spring. Colors and buds continue to appear as the later blooming trees begin, the palette changes daily toward trees becoming green and providing a deep summer shade.
Then full blown plants these on the early side in Manchester. One of the great things about Connecticut is you can for weeks travel through all three of spring sonnets in a single day trip. On Monday I drove from Norwich, mid spring up route 87 to Franklin, Lebanon early spring on to Manchester for the beginning of late spring. I am a big fan of seasons and love spring the first season of the year, the first circle. enjoy pjc
Photographic Art Spring
by Peter J. Crowley on April 27, 2012
End of the strip of negs, and an not straight cut leaves a curve on the black border. Enough of the tech. Just thought some of you might wonder.
Quiet eyes, sad? avoiding sun? Another ambiguous portrait of me or her or you? Look around the site a click on Photographic Art Here or at the bottom a scavenger hunt through my eye, converted to your Angle of View thoughts on images what you see what it says to you or me. enjoy pjc
Photographic Art
Oh and a click on the image leads you down another path.
by Peter J. Crowley on April 26, 2012
Black and White Silver Gelatin Print
Printed yesterday, well I exposed the paper and Tiana my great and talented, intern developed the prints to save me the back pain of slightly bending over the trays. Thank you Tiana. Image made on Tri X in March. Simplicity and texture tell many stories of mills closed, many empty but some with new businesses and a giant flea market. enjoy pjc
Photographic Art
by Peter J. Crowley on April 23, 2012
A moments pause by my Muse an image is made. An invitation to ponder, what is being said by this subject, this Photographic Artist. “Every image you make is a self portrait” be it a beautiful young muse wide eyes or a textured wood colored barn. Images all speak to you in a silent wonderful visual language. Are the words the same to all. No, does she speak the same words every time you look no, nor does the barn. “A photograph is a secret about a secret the more it tells you the less you know.” Diane Arbus. It is your day about which she speaks an ambiguous, solitary, alluring. You correspond the emotion to the image. Image made in 2004 silver gelatin print. Eight years later she still speaks to me different words with each view, they all still speak with me, Barns, Rivers, Abstracts… enjoy pjc
Photographic Art
Linocut by Sarah Harford