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Reflecting back on summer and Thanksgiving

11.26.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments


Today’s photo is from outside Albuquerque at The Ranch Cafe
A great lunch after going up the mountain.

August 20th and the road south continues. I have been all over the board keeping up with the blog, three gallery shows and my inability not to comment……….. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving here in States. Well tomorrow became today before I finished what started out as another rant.
This morning I could say I am running late, but I am not today is for family and friends. Today I cook and there is no deadline when I cook you eat when it is ready. This morning over my second cup of coffee I am thankful for the moments I am privileged to create and for the friends and family that allow me to make art. The photo is a reflection as is much of my work lately “Why” sort of an explanation. Today I will reflect some more and create a grand meal, perhaps an image or two. The trip across the country on Amtrak was fifteen days of reflecting on seeing old friends some of whom I met for the first time, attending my daughters wedding seeing her smile bright enough to light up the whole state. Short meetings with people along the tracks all willing to say hello and chat if you make the first step most people will find similarities rather than differences. Talk to your neighbors be they in the next apt. or across the world at the other end of your keyboard. This trip I met Rees and Ralph who I had known for years. Next trip maybe I’ll meet Andrea and Miss Doodle [see link below] who I talk with often. Her work inspires me and many others.
I am beginning to ramble here so pop in here say hello and stop and say hello to Andrea. Look at my work and ask why, add yourself to the story I tell. enjoy pjc

My Transparent Life look around you could find you.

CESTANDREA ART BLOG- PARIS

Categories // Faces from Either Side of the Tracks, Mexican food, Paris Artists, Reflections

High on Harley’s and the Sandia Mountains

10.11.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments


Arriving on the Sandia Mountain top we struck up a conversation on old Nikon’s and Harleys. The air was thin but the conversation was full, for five minutes or so we spoke of film and times from our shared memories.

August Eighteenth and Nineteenth I traveled south as a voyeur having few long conversations, just observations. Almost every home be it a trailer or shack has animals, goats, chickens, sheep, horses. Nestled between the larger farms. There was little wasted space outside the cities between Olympia and Sacramento. There were many Amish people traveling and there was an aura of peace from them, warm smiles. A family got on in Salem, mom and a couple children came down to the cafe car in traditional dress except for the Nike’s and I wondered if fashion sneaked into tradition starting at the feet? I wish I had struck up a conversation beyond greetings and smiles but I was in a watching mood my lose for sure. I as an observation found them to be the most content of all the faces I saw, no underlying stress from the world. Portland was a 1/2 hour stop with many photos [there is so much more to scan] a man and his pipe, an Amtrak employee all obliging me with conversation and portraits. Next stop Sacramento and the depth of the journey returns. Ten years ago and last August my visits to Sacramento provided me with insight into different life’s, cultures and their mirror of my own life and America.

A note on scanning, I read on another blog recently that an image isn’t a photograph till it is a print. I like that, what is the value of a pixel?

From a print life blossoms

Categories // Faces from Either Side of the Tracks, Film 35mm, Harley Davison, Nikon

Off The Southwest Chief for A Day in Flagstaff Az

09.16.2008 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments


Rees my host in Flagstaff, a fine art photographer, a fine art friend.

August 13th the journey begins. It is said that each journey begins with the first step but a creative journey begins with the planning and accessing of the history/baggage that you carry into the idea. So Natalie {a Muse} brought me and too much baggage to Springfield Ma. Settling in on the most familiar part of this trip my window on the world secure I watched as we rolled into the Berkshires. Small farms New England country side Golden Rods and a turkey, boarded up small factories spoke of the economy for anything small.


The River and Rails

The river and rails
Meander through hill and dale
On the same trail
Nature and man
Share the same travel plan


A dancer glides by in car 13 I watch as my mind drifts to dancers, the body as a creative instrument. Motion and emotion a constant theme of my work. The body speaks a language so familiar yet lately rarely do I interpret this speech, history not baggage as warm thoughts pirouette through my minds eye. On to Albany seeking America in the faces, eyes and body language of those I encounter on either side of the tracks.
enjoy pjc

Dance history my minds eye



Categories // Amtrak 2008 Travels, Black and White Fine Art Photography, Faces from Either Side of the Tracks

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