Fine Art Photographer
When the Dust Settles
When the dust settles
Clarity and clean air
Will fill the void
When the dust settles
Winter will be washed away
From the sidewalks and roads
From the infrastructure
Left behind by man
When the dust settles
Plants will fill the cracks
Animals will share
Greed will be replaced by sanity
When will the dust settle?
© Peter J. Crowley 3/26/06
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Early Autumn in Vt.Late Summer 2008 Flagstaff from the rails beneath the water fall, more than 140 characters thoughts on seasons and metaphors. enjoy pjc
The Emporium Gallery Opening February Fourth 2010 6pm to 8pm 15 Water Street Mystic Connecticut.
A glimpse of light and emotion from thirty eight years of motion made still. Summer, winter, nature and nudes, real, surreal, a look at my visual journey creating photographic art.
After dinner Rees and I went for coffee where we met Wolf and Liberty for coffee and tea. We sat outside and I made this photograph in the wanning evening light. Talk of the state of the world the mix of youth and us older guys disappeared as we found common ground. Most of the people I spoke with whether they were old, young, right or left were uncomfortable with the countries direction. Many unsure of the direction or even who really was at the helm of the ship of state. Personal financial distractions, cultural differences and the constant bombardment of information/disinformation led to an underlying feeling of uneasiness.
August fourteen in Chicago I met Rick in the food court. Both of us going to Olympia to Sunday weddings, could we, are we soon to be relatives? No but coincidence continued to form the Amtrak community for the trip west. Cowboys, poets, exotic dancers, professors, scientists, college students, a petty officer from a tall ship all part of this cast. All sharing experience from Canada to Zimbabwe, all riding across this great nation concerned with what comes next.
