Fine Art Photographer
May begins with a visit with Rees a photo stroll and lunch without beer.
Breakfast and Heineken May 2nd
Centralia Train Station May 2nd
Centralia Train Station May 2nd
A visit with Ellza at Shooting Star Farm a trip to humanity. May 3rd.
There was a Dragon born on May 25th.
More signage in Centralia May 2nd
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Photographic Art May another time another realm
I look for an image a particular shot and memory. I find so many though, images commentary on life by a passionate observer. It is an emotional trip. 
Three Penny Opera Eastford Ct. 1979
Now my travels with my granddaughter.
The Flower, spring youth.
Women many think it is all I shoot. Perhaps it is all you see?
But it is all light creating emotion. Late day light in Bruce’s Kitchen from the sun and friendship.
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There was always “The Muse.” 1973 just started seeking, unsure of direction, not knowing the muse. Francis a friend from High School who I loved sweetly. We didn’t really date but our closeness was intense perhaps scary. Later I would realize I loved all the muses. She was a romantic realist we shared that outlook. Her in NY me in E. Ct both missing childhood. An afternoon by the pond in back of the “Museum” her parents home in Coventry. Where in High School we would hang out a very magical place and time. Four years later we played, created, a kiss and laughter for a few hours we traveled back to the garden.
The Sad Poet
I last saw Fran in the early eighties we were both struggling with demons. I was back in Coventry after being assaulted, pistol whipped in Providence while losing the love of my life. Fran struggling with a marriage. We were both in Coventry we hung out smiled over lunch. We will get together again soon. She called I was busy she going back to NYC, me chasing lost love. She said good bye, I was sad confused wanting to see her but trying to find…………The demons took her I never saw her again.
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Photographic Art The Seventies a Dancer by Francis’s Pond