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The Frog, The Circus and Oliver

06.17.2015 by Peter J. Crowley // 7 Comments

Three and the world is imagination, magical in the life of a young frog. June second arriving at the Lacey Library. There are more frog books to add to the 64 she has read.
_DSC0340 S30 crop Froggie enterance 6-2-15On the way to Sparkleberrys Back Yard Circus time to stop at The Lacey Library to check out “City Dog and Country Frog”

_DSC0354 Ss15 Froggie getting Books at Lib 6-2-15Time at age three is not really understood or necessary. It is either now or last year. So last year, April 7th we took her to one of her favorite places. The CapitalDome one word announced every time we drive by or if a photo of the Capital is seen anywhere we go it is “Capitaldome.” She has wanted to go visit and explore for close to the last year. Spring break and mommy and I go there with her. We both wonder how long she will like it, but after 2/3s of the second time we took the tour and 40 minutes of wandering and questions. Well she loved it, the man giving the tour said to the group that the last stop was to see photographs of the construction of the Capital. No one wanted to see that except The Little Excavator more questions more knowledge absorbed.

_DSC0349 Me and My Capitoldome S50 4-7-15

_DSC0381 S30 Circus parade 6-2-15The Circus Parade, did anyone not know that she would be a Frog at the Circus

_DSC0061 Ss15 Quick Snack 5-16-15_edited-1Lacey Family Fun Day, cotton candy, pony rides, a train around the grounds and a very large ear of corn which disappeared quickly.

A recent Sat. visit at my apt a fly flies by “Grandpa a fly” well Inara that is not any old fly that is Oliver he stopped by to visit. That look grandpa you’re silly. Oliver goes somewhere out of sight. “Wheres Oliver?” you know flies they find a spot and rest they are hard to find. Twinkling eyes wander around “Oliver, Oliver, where are you Oliver?” Oliver is now real a friendly visitor at grandpas. We play some more and Oliver reappears and disappears a number of times. Mommy will be here in a half hour  to pick us up and the adventure will continue. But wait “Grandpa lets walk up to the restaurant [market where they have Starbucks and cookies] and go on the CityBus. Mommy will be here soon. “We’ll take the CityBus and meet her.” So shoes back on train picked up we head out I lock the door, she turns and says open the door grandpa. I do she sticks her head inside “see you later Oliver.” Just magic the adventure continues.    peace pjc

Photographic Art  First Saturday Adventure

Categories // Documentary, Frivolity, Generations, Humanity, Identity, Olympia Wa., Photographic Art, Questions?, The Present, Washington, work time play time ya di ya di Tags // Blending the past and the present, Color Fine Art, Great Food, Humanity, Olympia, Photographic Art, Portraits, Seasons

Old Curved Stairway

12.17.2013 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

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Heading to the third floor

Old Factory curved stairway leads to an abstract of triangles and a toy store. Digital Image set on manual with slight contrast control. peace pjc

Photographic Art

Categories // 1950, Abstract, Color Fine Art, Fine Art Photographs, Fine Art Photography, Photographic Art, Toys, Trains, work time play time ya di ya di Tags // Abstraction, Ambiance, Blending the past and the present, Color Fine Art, Photographic Art, Small Business

Time, reality, concept and Value?

04.04.2009 by Peter J. Crowley // 5 Comments


Time as a man made concept repeats itself every 24 hours, but since man can only count to twelve one could say it repeats itself in half the time. Me I repeat myself all the time. Tick tock tick tock ! It has been a long week, 168 hours or 10,080 minutes. Some minutes are longer than others, just ask the cows in N. Dakota that won’t know when to be milked if daylight savings time is allowed. What of the value of time? Who the hell do we humans think we are to control time. The sun comes up it is day time, the sun goes down it is night time. Very simple, but simple doesn’t pay the bills even the ND cows know that and if you don’t believe me ask your cell phone. This week [seven days one hundred and sixty eight hours] I was told that what I do isn’t work since I am not being paid for the time. So now we have work time and play time to consider. Is an hour of work time longer than sixty minutes? Is this hour more valuable than an hour of play time? Writing, seeing, pondering, creating momentary stories, commentary on these times is that not work? Or perhaps it is better to not see put your vision on auto or some other mode. Or is the time spend shoveling bull shit on the Senate Floor or lieing to the populous while the camera is running sound byte time is that of more value? Is there sixty minutes in a sound byte? Well it is time for more coffee and to go out in the day time to shoot some film, I have to make time to be creative. Time flashes by in increments of 1/250 of a second for me and if you take the time to look you may see how much time you waste chasing after the promises spit out to you in sound byte time. Enjoy your time it isn’t a dress rehearsal, but it is most likely fiction. Time to go, enjoy pjc

” You can’t please all the people all the time.” Abe Lincoln said that “but with the proper and continuous spin you can make the people believe they are pleased.”

Add some distraction

And some love if you can find the time!

This took me 120 minutes of time to create, worthwhile or wasted time? Time will tell.

Categories // concept and Value? $per hour, reality, Time, work time play time ya di ya di

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