Peter J. Crowley

August 2001 Dance In Seattle Japanese Gardens

12.10.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments

August 2001 a magical month part of a creative, productive year.

But Sept just after I flew home the world changed. The art world started a currently 15 years of disfavor and non support.

This isn’t about politics it is a celebration of my vision 330 rolls of film exposed in 2001, many images I am now seeing for the first time. It has always been about the next image.

A friend introduced me to Kim a dancer in Seattle. We met after my Workshop on Whidbey Island. We went to brunch and she showed me some of Seattle arriving at the Gardens I looked at the space as we waited to pay and enter. “Kim we can’t go in now.” I said “we need to go get you dance clothes.” Returning a half hour later we entered to a world on movement and magic.

2001 a time of change from Willi to Norwich for the next 15 years. More revitalization programs committees. More of the suicidal emphasis on NPOs everyone is a artist. All inclusive devaluing the professional artist. I continue singing my song to the few that listened. To be an artist is not a weekend hobby or an after school activity. It is a commitment to seeing, expressing, communicating being a metaphor for the human condition.

Here are a few moments in time part of A Life in Photographic Art.

Photographic Art some more dance.

enjoy pjc

Molly Walsh

06.28.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 4 Comments

A Life in Photographic Art

Welcome and thank you to Molly Walsh riding shotgun on this journey.

For many years I have been told, working on, encouraged to create a second book. You might say I have been creating visual words for this publication since 1971. Now some 200,000 images later the publication begins takes shape.

At 50-10 I was cruising along creating caring for my mom living forever. 50-11 changed that having my third near death experience I spent the next two years recovering. Mom dies and I struggle with the changes. 50-14 another disease and I move to Washington.

The book on back burner my memory suffering concussions and comas will do that. Two years living out of boxes physically in Olympia but my soul is somewhere between Norwich, Willi, Coventry and here. 50-16 it is time health stable [sort of] I place an ad at Evergreen for an intern. Molly Walsh arrives. Smart, talented organized who laughs freely.

Add to her mix a love of Photography Film Photography! All images here are film the color is prints of negatives she made in the darkroom. All the images except the one below were made before we met.

Some days we work on files organization she keeps me on point. I do have a tendency to distraction. Other days we wander shooting film. Discussing Photographic Philosophy, technique, seeing. Seeing is what I teach, music, politics, smell and texture. The making of a photograph is made up of all these elements. Every image is a self portrait. I preach she knows. On a downtown stroll I saw this window and reflections I stop to shoot she steps a bit further and makes this negative. Reaching beyond the auto everything mode, presets on your hand held copy machine she creates Art a story is told.

So we begin the first step to publishing my Life in Photographic Art. A $2000 funding page. The first step. I am not a fan of internships. Good work deserves good pay. Much of this first wave of funding will be for her. The next wave is seeking a publisher, perhaps a sample chapter a very collectable perk. The journey continues with your help a book will be published. My life as a metaphor for the 50-16 years and beyond. enjoy pjc

Photographic Art Galilee a day with Arnold Molly Walsh Artist