Eyes of the child

Moments Happen faster at 4 soon to be 5

11.28.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 4 Comments

Wednesday after school two little eyes peep through my mail slot laughing always laughing. The door opens and the fast fun begins with a run around laughing ending in my arms. Errands to run we head out to Costco entering a movie on a big screen TV. Like a moth to a flame she hones in “I have seen this movie before.” Mom goes to shop we watch Inside Out. She follows intently as the little girl finds her way home after considering running away. Relief from her parents she starts to cry. Inara pushes me over to the next TV watching very serious she begins to tear up with the girl. As the girl settles safely home she stops crying, a tear wiped from Inara’s she comes hugs me pulls me back for the rest of the movie. WOW

At this point she was a bat, a tired bat flying around Blue with me while mom shops.

Saturday out to shop to blue. I walk out to the car and as our custom I go to her window tap laugh and make a face. Once in the car she announces “I’m a wolverine.” What sound do you make. You must know each new personas voice. At Poppet where the dealing begins try these boots on she does and likes. But there are frogs she likes better. Another pair of boots I’ll try them on if I can have a frog? Inara it is almost Christmas we should put them on the list. Back and forth the negotiations continue. The list started Dec. 27th first trip to a store after Christmas. Quiet talks with mom we decide to get them for her but for Christmas. I will take her to the bakery for a cookie distraction. “But I really want a frog” now in full frog mood hoping around. We go for a cookie a settlement reached.

Bend don’t break Kissinger gets a smaller frog and a cookie.

Mom had the same eyes. New Haven 1973 already using the look to negotiate.

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Photographic Art the seventies

A Rule of 3-5 YOs

10.23.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

A lamp pole, a parking post if it is there you spin on it always.

Maybe this one……………..

This one after spinning a couple times I took this image and tried to explain dizziness.

Friday around 3 Kirsten and Inara arrive. The Fun level rises to a peak. Grandpa have any of that blue tape? I do so we go to the mirror to try tape positions. Settling on the side of her face we are off to Mekong for sticky rice. Arriving during a downpour the put on your jacket goes on for a few minutes. Jacket on my new hat and under my coat a “Grandbrella.” Inside we laugh as Mom had grabbed her backpack. A young women leaving obviously needs the story of silliness. Inara provides details and highlights of her day picking up colored leafs. The women says she didn’t get out before the rain. Not a problem I have some for you back pack opened a selection made lots more giggling and it is time to sit and eat. Saturday morning she arrives. I didn’t bring any toys. We don’t need toys we make everything a toy. A jewel she brought becomes the spinney chair wood spoon game. A stroll brings us to Olympia High school where there are poles. Ice cream I have some at home. Not the right kind. Waiting for the bus after 10 minutes I ask is it really the kind of ice cream or do you just want to go to the restaurant and people watch. A sly smile “ya” a few more minutes and the Mango FroYO at my house sounds good. The Mekong incident was great but there are times where I let her be without images. There will be more blue tape and hat scenes I am sure.

A Shark hunts for silliness at Capt. Little.

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Photographic Art sometimes she is serious not often

A Life in Photographic Art with a 4 YO consultant

Then to Now Old Portfolios, New Portfolios The Song I Sing

07.03.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 1 Comment

A Life in Photographic Art

1971 on the Staten Island Ferry a youthful Artist starts a journey. Eye contact, a gesture with camera a nod of yes an image made a nod of thanks. Respect a path is taken, a moment created between subject and artist.

The Big Apple to the City Bus in Olympia. “In Transit” the road goes on forever. June 29th heading to the market the triangles, back light a greeting, an explanation a moment created.

Youth a world to live in a value to hold Keeping the Child a difficult road to travel as the destination is grow up be serious make money discard your childhood dreams make money. Forget the journey it is the destination MONEY appropriate laughter. It is how you look not who you are. No U-Turns

The lilies come in spring, in youth, gently embrace the flower. The lily will return in spring another childhood, your childhood dream.

peace pjc

Photographic Art Summer Youth in Olympia