Fine Art Photographs

Portfolio Prints Holiday Sale

12.03.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // 6 Comments

Sale is over thank you. Working on my second book details here

Prints that I have more than one copy. These were printed for my portfolio to show when looking for work. I don’t do much showing a portfolio looking for assignments these days so here is an opportunity to own an original fine art image. If you like my work online you will be amazed at how much better a print looks. All images are silver gelatin prints, 6×9 image on 8×10 paper. Prints are $50 includes shipping [outside US add $20] you will not see my work for this price again. Pay with Pay Pal on right of page Donation Button is link to Pay Pal or contact me first come first served. I will update this page adding more images and removing the sold prints.

NFA Beech Tree not longer there. One print of this

From my Residency at I-Park 2003 taken on an early morning walk with a Deer. Two of this print available.

August 2000 Low Key Figure. One print at $50.00

Powers of man and Nature Franklin Ave Norwich Ct. 2004 one of this print.

Galilee R.I. from one of my many trips there with Arnold Prince. One of this as well.

Set special light from Conn College Dance Performance. Just one of this.

From the tree Series. Columbia Gallery on the Green. October 2010 Two of this image.

Abstract from the Excess Series. One of this image.

peace pjc

Photographic Art Color abstract figure not discounted.

The Daily November 17th Wind, Rain, Dark

11.17.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments

Tuesday November 17th 2015. Darkness, Darkness, winter rains whipped by high winds I hunker down inside my virtual life. Seeking the highlight through drawn shades. The lights blink like my attention span. Blips on my screen don’t respond the more I engage the more I feel it is a waste of time draining my emotional strength.

Image made in church have had a few very diverse feelings of what I am saying here from dark, inspiring, sinister, sometimes I know what I want to say with an image. Other times it is the light the shapes leading to ambiguity. This is one frame not post processed except for size. August 17th a photo day with Roger I make this image thinking about the light and design of stained glass, a path to the light, seeking the high light. ISO 1600 1/80th at F-8. From dark to light the windows lead or is it the other direction? Metaphors, Ambiguity a 1000 changing words. What do you see?

The life of an artist is a dream drifting through images, words a visual language sometimes clear often ambiguous. A Wonderful Dream. I have been awake too much lately!

The contest continues. At the top of the page mouse over galleries select a gallery, a page collage of images appears click on one image to go to gallery individual images select and comment say the magic word and receive an 8×10 print free. The word is simple found in many of my statements enjoy pjc

Photographic Art Right to one of the galleries.

November 3rd the Life of an Artist and a Free Print.

11.03.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // 2 Comments

Contest is over. Spend a moment with the images and thoughts.

Since my senior year at Coventry High I have lived life as an artist, seeing, pondering, communicating with visual words and verbal images.

Early travels to N.Vt a friends old house. An ad in Burlington Free Press a model to create emotions. Ad read call after 10 am, at 8:30 we took the phone off the hook 75 calls and I had booked Christine [funny I can’t remember names but 42 Years later hers pops right into my head] at 5-10 with expressive eyes the session produced wonder. Image made on Kodachrome.

But before Christine the muse was born on Cosey Beach E. Haven on my daily beach walk I found this young women we talked I created. We became friends and worked together a few more times. 1971 or ’72 I realized I could mirror my soul through a muse.

The road wasn’t always smooth often feeling as old as my Beetle Bug I plugged along too often needing a mechanic [Doctor] to keep me running. The Muse sometimes a women, sometimes a flower but The Muse is me.

There were some Kinks along the way Ray here doing an intro to Demon Alcohol drinking a Heineken, “Sad memories I can’t recall.” Dance, theater performing arts the muse moved. Time, space reflections real, surreal, abstraction and identity joined the muse in the dance of youth and creation. enjoy pjc

Photographic Art In the late 90’s I chanced to meet The Muse at lunch mid afternoon by 10am the next morning we were in my studio for two years we worked many times. It was always magic.

The Contest for a free print is over.