Outside the window it is winter I am an old man, inside my mind it is Spring.
Today I’ll be a child driving my Pink Cadillac.
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Doorways
Entryways, old roads traveled once more. An early portfolio revisited on an autumn afternoon. I’ve been fascinated from my earliest exposure and before with what lies behind the door? Another world [one for you who know me this door is one I didn’t often take] visual stories of what is on the other side. Simplicity inviting you to create memories or fantasies. This Barbershop on main Street Manchester Connecticut. As a youth old enough to know about girls we’d go to Manchester for a movie, but really to stroll Main St. and see the “City Girls” for we were from Coventry a little farm town/bedroom community 15 or so miles east. Now across the street from the barber shop my friend Carl lives in elderly housing a converted elementary school. We still stroll main St. slower but still looking at the girls seeing how much has changed yet how everything is the same. The sweet allure of memory awakened by the simplicity of the image of the just right light transporting us between here and there.
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Fall Below Eagleville Dam
So as I wander around the river who do I encounter? Click on image and travel back 30 years, ring a Bell? I have also of late been talking to the painter in that post. Seasons and circles go round. Which season is first? Winter in the calender traverses two years but in the mind in the metaphor is it first or last? enjoy pjc
Dam looks like the river is really flowing but 75 yards downstream it is just a trickle with the foliage having little pools for reflecting. I added more water with photo shop to make the dam more dynamic.
Photographic Art Portraits on B+W film there is a difference.
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