Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

Olympia High School Shape and Line

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Olympia High School

March 10th 2018

Ilford Delta 400 Rodinal 1/25 9.5 mins

All anyone ever photographs is light. The subject merely a vehicle to transform the light into emotion.

Simplicity the hardest concept to grasp.

Not my usual shapes but an excellent subject for an unfamiliar film. 

My eyes and auto focus allow me to shoot film this spring. So this season of new life I wander through documenting it all in B+W. It is new life for me or the revisiting an old life, my favorite time. Just me and the rectangle.     peace pjc

Photographic Art My art on paper for you, books, prints on your walls [prices to fit budget] post cards. That’s today’s advertisement support the arts on paper not pixels.

Wim Wenders and Me

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Recently read an article in The Guardian about Wim Wenders Polaroids. His thoughts on the Art Photography Genre rang true they could be my words.  “The culture has changed. It has all gone. I really don’t know why we stick to the word photography any more. There should be a different term, but nobody cared about finding it.”
“It’s not just the meaning of the image that has changed – the act of looking does not have the same meaning. Now, it’s about showing, sending and maybe remembering. It is no longer essentially about the image. The image for me was always linked to the idea of uniqueness, to a frame and to composition. You produced something that was, in itself, a singular moment. As such, it had a certain sacredness. That whole notion is gone.” That was my world and will continue to be it isn’t the problem of the copiers of things in front of them it is my problem for being unable to accept content and quantity as the new normal. Technically excellent void of emotion “What program did you use”? peace pjc 

Margo Knis Dance Ensemble Marlboro Ct. 1977

Layered Life Norwich Ct 2002

peace pjc

Photographic Art, film, thought, nuance, metaphor my program.

The World 2018 and Before through my Rectangle

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Early 70’s 

What comes next? Or why what comes next matters? Lost and confused my world gone to “I” world pixels, profits and agendas. I get few personal emails no time, all the AI time saving convenience devises  yet no time to communicate. Busy with cat photos, pussy hats, hate and agendas. The human bots of social nit-witting. Like and share for freedom. It is an endorphin party. I have gotten to where I use to many cave drawings. Addicting  for sure weather and health keep me in and I spend too much time reading hate, agendas insulting to me and humanity. What comes next no idea for me, humanity improvement unlikely. 

Dec 2017

Film top TriX 400 bottom FP4 at 200

The December image made with Nikon N-60 auto focus. This is roll 4-17 the three previous rolls all not sharp. March to Sept eye problems now no more pseudotumor but still not able to manual focus. With a 3-4 day bout with Arthritis unable to walk then gout for a few more days of not walking and 15 days during the fire season bedridden from COPD. This hasn’t been a very creative year.  What comes next 2018 more time travel my life in images for me. Good music from the periods, hybridization in my introvert world.     peace pjc

90’s When there was no gravity holding me down.