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Archives for November 2008

Reflecting back on summer and Thanksgiving

11.26.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments


Today’s photo is from outside Albuquerque at The Ranch Cafe
A great lunch after going up the mountain.

August 20th and the road south continues. I have been all over the board keeping up with the blog, three gallery shows and my inability not to comment……….. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving here in States. Well tomorrow became today before I finished what started out as another rant.
This morning I could say I am running late, but I am not today is for family and friends. Today I cook and there is no deadline when I cook you eat when it is ready. This morning over my second cup of coffee I am thankful for the moments I am privileged to create and for the friends and family that allow me to make art. The photo is a reflection as is much of my work lately “Why” sort of an explanation. Today I will reflect some more and create a grand meal, perhaps an image or two. The trip across the country on Amtrak was fifteen days of reflecting on seeing old friends some of whom I met for the first time, attending my daughters wedding seeing her smile bright enough to light up the whole state. Short meetings with people along the tracks all willing to say hello and chat if you make the first step most people will find similarities rather than differences. Talk to your neighbors be they in the next apt. or across the world at the other end of your keyboard. This trip I met Rees and Ralph who I had known for years. Next trip maybe I’ll meet Andrea and Miss Doodle [see link below] who I talk with often. Her work inspires me and many others.
I am beginning to ramble here so pop in here say hello and stop and say hello to Andrea. Look at my work and ask why, add yourself to the story I tell. enjoy pjc

My Transparent Life look around you could find you.

CESTANDREA ART BLOG- PARIS

Categories // Faces from Either Side of the Tracks, Mexican food, Paris Artists, Reflections

Small Business Bail out? We the People!

11.17.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 8 Comments

Rita Mae’s 280 Main St Manchester New Hampshire
Great food, Best Onion Rings I’ve had in many years.

So it’s that time of year again where we all try to spend more than we make knowing that being in debt is the American way. We could shoplift, use other peoples money which we acquired through lies, fraud and insider trading etc. Knowing that the well placed bribes to Senators would result in a bailout/handout. Ho Ho ho! But if you have forgotten to be a good public scoundrel well you lose for the transparent Wall Street bailout has disappeared into the pockets of the rich not to save their subprime morality and the homes of the working poor, but to buy up the small banks so your freedom of choice is limited to One! One bank, One GreatWallofChinaMart, One Nation Under the heal of the CEO greedier than the plant in “Little Shop of Horrors.”
So this year “We The People” must stand up and support small business buy from owner operated businesses, mom and pop stores. Local Musicians, small local restaurants cause if you think you’re saving money at the big box your just feeding the monster that will take you away in a pine box as soon as you have nothing left to steal.
These are just a few local Artists, Musicians eateries, I know of, but seek and you’ll find quality and individuality next door. The views expressed here are my own, the quality of the listed places is their own and great in my opinion. enjoy pjc

Willimantic Brew Pub


King Cake Band
Us of Walmart

Artists Open Studios of Northeast Connecticut

Flesh Hammer

Mad Agnes

Me, Photographic Art

Mystic Disc

SAHOA
Small and Home Office Association

Norwich Arts Council Cooperative Gallery

New London Music Scene

Hygienic Art


No links:
The Singapore Grill 938 Bank St New London

The Red House Main St Norwich

Categories // 700 Billion for the Rich Criminals the rest of us eat cake

Amtrak back to Sacramento and on to LA

11.13.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 1 Comment


Returning to 1998 in Sacramento it was the first long stop on the return trip and I had hoped for a sunny morning two hour stroll. But it was pouring rain, I still found the highlight beaming in Benjamin’s gentle eyes. We spoke for a couple hours of life, his living on the streets. He was a true ambassador for the city telling me about the arts and progress Sacramento was making, and he was pleased with how much he had improved his own life in the previous couple years. Not a bitter word was spoken much can be learned from his positive attitude. I did and often revisit this print when I need a lift. He asked for nothing, but insisted on holding the energy bars in the photo as a way of thanking me.


Just before dawn, just before coffee bleary travelers at Sacramento Station

A Tall Ship Petty Officer

and a young women with an old Canon film camera and a pen.


August 19th 5:55am we are awakened by the conductor as we arrive in Sacramento. Just an early am blur dragging baggage real and inner we wander into the station lost in the world of anachronisms of tickets and signs. “Where’s coffee?” There isn’t a warm and welcoming presence that Benjamin provided a decade ago but after a cup of Joe or two people begin to chat and wait for connections mine is a bus here for a short ride to another train. As I write a women asks about my journal, the community [that is a little less formed on the southern route due to many different routes and changes from train to bus] begins to emerge again. She had taken this train fifty years earlier. She says this will be her last trip. I say me too, a decade later the body isn’t as comfortable bouncing along the rails. Daylight is still magic but the nights are too long. Twenty one hours to Rees in Flagstaff, dawn arrives and the magic returns. I am the rectangle! A mirror wandering around reflecting the soul of a nation. The meeting of Rees in Flagstaff will be creative moment one that has been planned, postponed and rescheduled at a few different locations for 5 years will happen in less than a day. Flagstaff will be that moment.
The journey blossoms anew fresh air and warm sun, the magic returns in a wave of exposures. A Tall Ship Petty Officer in a Mod hat at first taken back by my interest in shooting her wakes to the magic and offers a smile. What a grand life it must be on the sea, living in a different century. On the platform a young women from a family of artists strikes up a conversation about my old Nikon. She still uses film and a pen to write her poetry. We ride the bus together and I talk her ear off sharing some of my writing reading some of hers, listening to her stories of moving to California from Canada. On to another bus and four hours in LA. enjoy pjc

Photographic Art. Dylan’s Chicago and From the Window of a Train New Mexico

My Transparent Life

Categories // 1998 Benjamin, Amtrak 2008 Travels, Sacramento, Smiling Eyes, Tall Ships a different world

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