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A spring day I can walk and breath and See.

April 24, 2019 By Peter J. Crowley 1 Comment

Out the door my eyes become the rectangle.

It is the light and how you use it, not the camera or film, it is the archer not the arrow.

Spring  delicate, fertile full of promise. Just me and the light, ” You are living a reality
I left years ago It quite nearly killed me” [Crosby, Stills, and Nash]

CSN rolls through my mind a verse sung quietly as I stroll. Suite: Judy Blues Eyes a time of youth and promise a time for love.

I visited her today. Spring youth promise and love. Today there is a breeze.

peace pjc

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Filed Under: Color Fine Art, Fertile, Flowers, Love, Nature, Olympia Wa., Spring, Washington Tagged With: Color Fine Art, Olympia, Seasons, Spring

The Seventies or for Those of us Who Didn’t Disco “The 60’s” Version 2

February 13, 2016 By Peter J. Crowley 5 Comments

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.

Fran 1973 72px Sad Poet Roll44 5The 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. 

peace pjc

Photographic Art The Seventies a Dancer by Francis’s Pond

Filed Under: Age of Aquarius, Amorus, Artist Portrait, B+W Fine Art, B+W Portrait, B+W Silver Gelatin, Black and White Fine Art, Coventry Ct., Eyes, Friends, Love, Past life's, Poem, Reflecting on past, The Past Tagged With: B+W Fine Art Photography, Blending the past and the present, Photographic Art, Portraits

The Daily November 13th. Now that is a Big Cookie.

November 13, 2015 By Peter J. Crowley 4 Comments

A Life in Photographic Art my second book

That cookie is as big as your face! No it isn’t grandpa. Come look in the mirror. A little smile a big bite on to the next adventure. The cookie is from Marconi’s on a visit there we stand in line we order Inara do you want a cookie? There is a rack on the counter way above her. Yes a chocolate one. There are chocolate chip, oatmeal in the rack I say they don’t have chocolate. “Yes grandpa in the basket” there by the cash register is a small basket with chocolate cookies high above her head? How she saw them no clue.

DSC_0002 S15 B-3 My cookie 8-27-15Lots happening images adventures over the end of Autumn. Moms birthday they pick me up as I get in the reports from the back seat begin. The pumpkins have rotted and the tops fell inside “Yep” there is a definitive way she says yes. A couple miles of updates, school friends etc. Lunch at Mekong 125 Columbia St NW Sticky Rice a bit of sugar. Maybe a taste of mommies and my lunch. A fortune cookie and off to the Capitol Dome to walk the stairs, ride elevators. Grandpa the door opened on the other side. Silly elevator trying to fool us laughing we go to another elevator and the door opens there’s mom. Off to the market. Getting out of the car I have a camera, camera bag, a bag of groceries, my coffee cup the Honda is low to the ground I struggle a bit with balance, Kirsten “You got all of it.” From behind me “Grandpa put the coffee cup in grocery bag.” Problem solved. She is sharp. We have a routine when I get out, I look over the seat and say See you later alligator. She says I’m a frog we laugh. Today I say see you later……..she waits for it a little smile eyes focused “frogigator” surprise her face lights up. Laughing she repeats frogigator. Walking up to my apt. I can hear her talking turning I look back her window open she hollers “see you later frogigator.” It is a new word, our word  our goodbye.

DSC_0039 Ss15 Drk25 Cnst-20 A Wholly Bear 9-26-15A wholly bear at Nisqually back in September. We put it off the pavement over by some trees. 

DSC_0007 S30 B-6 R+4 Shd+High A Penquin to Boo Bash 10-26-15This year the frog is a Penguin. Off to Boo Bash at The Hands on Museum 

I am a proud grandparent I am amazed by her intelligence, compassion. My best friend Carl died on Halloween I got the call when Inara was visiting I start to cry immediately she is hugging comforting me empathy. I am a lucky man. Due to ankle problems I couldn’t go trick or treating with her a hug and a smile that’s ok grandpa get better. 

Peace pjc

Photographic Art  Halloween 2009

 

Filed Under: Adventure, B+W Portrait, Colorful Mind, Kids, Love, Olympia Wa., Uncategorized Tagged With: Humanity, Olympia, Portraits, Simplicity, X Black and White Fine Art Photography

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