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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.

Moments Scattered Memories. One Year in Olympia, Past Life Inspirations Friends. Peace

10.21.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // 8 Comments

About One here in Worcester a journey starts with a smile.

Kodachrome 1973 Stony Creek not looking back a road a straw hat a story told.

Many roads traveled through New England paved by the Willington Hysterical Society

Satch and Bruce a warm stove an old 1700’s home

Carl and me Members Show Photosynthesis Gallery 136 1/2 November 2011. Four months after my Hospital extended visit. Carl there always. peace my friend.

Arnold Prince. Every moment with him was an inspiration with a smile, an infectious laugh and Tea.

One year today in Oly. one year since driving my Honda. Extreme highs and lows the middle ground rarely. Sometimes here sometimes in Ct. the mind journeys. So much to do to arrive in this new life. So many images to catalog, memories good and bad. The road not taken, would I have moved to Brattleboro if still in N.E. could I deal with winter. Slow starts to the day different then out the door 7am coffee at Merihew’s images both verbal and visual lingering over coffee. On to the next image, the best photo you have ever made is the next one. I still linger over morning coffee but alone. Sure I am not virtually alone online chatting without eyes to fully communicate. Not intimate enough. Bruce’s, Carl and Maarit’s Berta in her Lucky Charms PJs for lunch looking out on Norwich Harbor. Grandpa can we go to the restaurant? Bill Evans or The Violent Femmes what will today’s soundtrack be? This afternoon it will be the sound of sneakers on pavement the click of the shutter a breeze through the trees across the Puget Sound seeking the next image. Eyes wide open seeing with my heart there is no time just vision thoughts life.

Peace pjc

Photographic Art Shrimp and Garlic Pizza and an old Dodge

Daddy Got Some “Eye Candy” and Gave Me Some.

10.09.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

Well that’s what she said as we walked to the car after arts walk. My daughter, me and the woman 20 feet ahead laughing uncontrollably. Where does she get this? Pre school and telling jokes new to her but our laughter encourages we continue to the car a pleased smile across her face. At Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge on Sept 26th we stroll into the Insects Extravaganza first stop the Honey Bee Booth. She greets the woman at the booth and launches into her stand up routine, “What’s the biggest Ant in the world? pause “the elephant.” Ta Dum she had tried the joke on us and feeling the response was good she took it on the road.

But not all fun there is science to learn over to the life cycle of a Salmon she wants this explained.

Art and Salmon, Mom look a Glitter blue eye, it’s a real fish. Mom I’m eating vegetarian today.

A teacher from The South Sound Estuary remembered Inara from December and took her over to the rail on the deck. There behind the sign was a Red-Eye Tree Frog she pulls me in for a close look, then a gentle touch and the frog hops away. She glows and “Ribit’s” a thank you. In her frog life she is a Red-Eye Tree Frog which I am sure she told the teacher in Dec. and I think the teacher remembered.

There was a a parade, she was a parrot, a story inside an inflatable fish and some real food hidden under the jelly.

Eat the bread too see it, under the jelly.

A couple of adventures spliced together as notes and memory merge. At three it is moments not as much as days, smiles, learning and licking up the jelly of life. With an eye candy chaser.

Photographic Art Nature a short walk away to sit on a bank of sand and watch the river flow.