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Random images over the last couple weeks. Around the block. Carlyon North

11.02.2021 by Peter J. Crowley // 5 Comments

As the monsoon season begins my strolls will sadly decrease. Creating will continue. I love peoples faces so contact me, or call 503 882 8335 you must leave a message for the batteries for the hand sets are dead. Portraits, No session fee,  Fine Art Prints or my books make great gifts any time of year. On to the images.

At Traditions for lunch mid October. I love this place Coconut Curry Soup yummy  and great toys and characters.

October 4th coffee a stroll neighborhood people pose for me around the Carlyon North block.

Percival Landing from a distance I saw this mans profile. I approached him asking if I could make an Image?  Yes he chuckled, all the time he was laughing while I composed the background he and his two friends continued to make jokes. “Pose in profile but a slight turn to me” 2 shots and back to laughing.

Just a moment before the leaf blows away. 

Just out my door a flower I planted on my prairie for bees there is another to come Oct 30 2021 

Always a smile my mail carrier ” a photo of me?” more laughter.

A beautiful Persimmon up the street October 29th.

My harvest still life. Oct. 15th 2021

Early morning walk, November 2nd. Early for me dark, cold, wet.  But there were a couple of high lights.

 

November first night light and me create art. 

Peace my friends. 

 

 

 

Categories // Abstract, Autumn, Black and White Fine Art Photography, Color Fine Art, Community, Faces, Flowers, Friends, Frivolity, Humanity, Olympia Wa., Seattle, Washington Tags // Abstraction, Black +White Fine Art Photography, Color Fine Art, Olympia, Portraits, Street Photography

Black & White and Me Changing Philosophy of Seeing 50 Years On.

09.29.2021 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments

Spare change? Chip in on my paypal link.  Posting these stories is very time consuming. Or by mail, my address is on the contact page.

All the moneys gone no where to go.. I will keep delivering that magic feeling

Thank you peace

When I was 1 -2 years into creating Photographic Art, 1973. I had developed a style that included rigid composition, technique and presentation. No cropping, Walker Evans print quality, Focus a must.  This image from the late 90’s never made it to the darkroom. Perhaps a cursory glance as I looked at the film. Nope to flawed.

Now as I look again at old images todays sensibilities see a moment on this afternoon in #Willimantic. Recently I I saw a portfolio of

Romualdas Rakauskas Lithuanian master Black and White photographer.

An online photographic artist friend told me about his passing. A master has helped me to see deeper.

Out takes from sessions where the subject and me could not reach an understanding of what I wanted. This image from a test for my Woodnymph series. Not what I wanted but alright as a stand alone

My live long friend, Ken Morgan both of us artists from back to the 1970’s in Coventry Ct

Poised this thought. “how or why things get so clear so late in the game or is is it just me? …..another possibility “

I told Ken that it was pretty clear. Simplicity, seeing as a child so much peace and life to view and explore.

Willimantic 1999 the eyes all the metaphors apply. I like open conversational eyes windows to the soul.

Moments brief lasting forever. I have so many to relive, some to share conversational images that rarely receive a verbal response maybe the eyes speak, but no words to me.

To keep the focus is on seeking the highlights of my life is what keeps me alive. I also see the shadows as an effort to celebrate the highlights keeping negative space in composition not dark thought.Saturday, 9/25 a self portrait One more recent image before I head back out the door. 

Peace my friends 

 

Categories // Autumn, B+W Portrait, Between Here and There, Digital and Film, New England. Black and White, Observing with America, Olympia Wa., Uncategorized, Washington, Willimantic Tags // B+W Fine Art Photography, Blending the past and the present, Flowers, Humanity, Olympia, Portraits, Silver Gelatin, Simplicity, Street Photography

The Willimantic Years 1999 Part One

09.23.2021 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

Willi arriving in 1994 but I was active in the art scene from a few years prior.

Spare change? Chip in on my paypal link.  Posting these stories is very time consuming. Or by mail address is on the contact page.

All the moneys gone no where to go… I will still deliver that magic feeling.

Thank you peace

A letter from home years ago a defining stage of my live/work/art.

Mills turned into Art Apartments and a Textile Museum.

A small city of immigrants arriving when it was time for the last group to get a raise.

Children always seeking everything need a closer look. 

On the porch at my place on Bellevue a dancer relaxes. I don’t relax, “hold that pose.”

Where everyone knew my name. Late afternoon light in November shines on the ambiance of the Willimantic Brewing Company.

My refrigerator or Maybe Paradise Cafés  the image is on a roll surrounded by a folk performance at the Café. This was also a place for me to plan, eat and sit in the sun and see.

I met The Muse there at lunch and the next morning she came to my studio to begin two years of sessions. The wealth of images made and learning to see was a highlight in my work. So many unseen images remain. I also interviewed and hired Roxanne as my asst. in Paradise. Two important strong women changed me.

The previously mentioned folk concert at Paradise Café with Jim Mercik  and Hugh Blumenfeld. 

The porch on Bellevue a series of puddle reflections this from early March rain and snow melt. A loose series never show as a group. The dancer above is also a porch series as well. The are themes, portfolios that intersect from different times.

There were eyes always eyes. Many of the images here have not been printed or scanned. Looking at sessions from twenty two years ago, I see photos that I missed after first look and printing for my subjects. There are also many that in my strict seeing of the past didn’t fit the way I saw. I am not so ridged in todays approach.

From a test for my Woodnymph series. A good model but never a woodnymph. Image made on Wormwood Hill at the Thorkelson’s home. 

You could rent a movie to watch while your clothes dry. I think I waited for the cars to clear the spaces in front of the door. I saw what I wanted to compose and cars were not included.

There were doors in Willi old Victorian works of art. I had always seen doors I like imagined history. In Willimantic doors became a series of love. All these doors became a book in 2017 “Another Door Entered” my second book.  My first was a love letter to Willimantic “All the Usual Subjects” portraits of people from my home. There are a few left.

A tree out side a window was part of a D-11 developer test High contrast with grain. I didn’t like the results with people so it was a short test 72 images. But I like this tree.

Clam Fritters, fries was my go to order. Cute girls were always on my menu. Starring into the sun the girls in deep shadow. I gave them a business card and I said call me and I will give you a print. They never called. Flash forward 22 years, email me and I will send a scan few ever email. This is a horrible neg. and I gained very little in post process. It is however a moment in my world.

I will close the door on this story with a door. 

peace

Categories // B+W Silver Gelatin, Between Here and There, Eyes, Faces, Film, Film 35mm, Fine Art Photographs, Muse, Old Roads, Peter Tork, Street Photography, Uncategorized, Willimantic Tags // Ambiance, Black +White Fine Art Photography, Great Food, Portraits, Silver Gelatin, Simplicity, Street Photography

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