Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

Places, homes from early in my work 1972-73, 1980’S

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A tidal pool crossing Cosey Beach  Ave  1972. A daily treat to walk the beach with a friend. For a six month or so period I would step out the back door and soon be greeted by a Golden Retriever she was there for a walk. I never found out who she belonged to and she never asked to come in the house. 

Squeeze  loading in for a 80’s summer concert on Madison Green.  Madison Ct. Summers, The Wharf at The Madison Beach Hotel. Arriving there to meet Jim in early May Dewey the bartender announces Peter is here the summer has begun. 

A Radio Flyer to transfer winter warmth to the house.

Cosey Beach wasn’t glitzy the waterfront cottages were nicer. The neighborhood was poor. Strife between the city and the neighborhood after the city sold the playground to a restaurant. I found this all out the 2nd night I lived there. The 4th of July Independence Day  and the streets were full of people expressing there anger in no uncertain terms. 

Stony Creek and Kodachrome a short ride made often for peace, wandering, seeing. I would return here through out my years in Ct. I rarely returned to Cosey Beach Ave. It became a destination as I rushed to get myself ready to move west.  So many places, people to see that Brattleboro and Cosey beach were left out. 

peace pjc 

Wood Nymphs Frolic at Caprilands 2000 Coventry Ct.

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A magical morning at Caprilands in Coventry Ct. 

Misty early light they revel, dancing in their world, life without times reality. 

A sundial to warn that the reality will soon arrive and they will dance off returning to their hidden realm.

But sun is warm as are the moments,

Still time for a bit more morning play. Boldly they dance the silence broken by joyful laughter.

One last repose, a smile a giggle a wisp of wind and they are gone.

peace pjc

Home Towns

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Coventry arriving in 1954

Willimantic was the big City maybe cause I was 0-4 in Worcester so Willi assumed the role. Perhaps the first car expanded my world. 

Happy nails spent many a day there of course in it’s prior life as Willimantic Camera and video. 

The Brick School House in Coventry 1825, no I did not attend school there. I went to the Center School on Main Street that later burned down. 

Coventry New England country life. Waiting for spring after coffee at Bruce’s we took a  short ride finding before I found an image.  March but the last time by the pond was still iced over. Now just barely visible are the red tree and bush buds. Here in Olympia I have flowers blossoming  in my garden.

Not a home of mine, it is at Carl’s in Manchester. I lived in a couple places in Manchester oh the tales form 1969, ’70 another post. For now just a place were I was always at home Carl’s.

peace pjc