Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

The State Fair, Upside Down Traveling Through the Imagination

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September twenty first three kids, two moms and a grandpa join thousands of others at the fair. Food, Fun, Colors Sounds and Scary Rides.

DSC_0065 Ss15 G-4 flying 9-21-15Well scary for moms and grandpas. But not for the fearless 3’s a trampoline triple flips “higher, higher.” She wants to go on the slingshot 200+ feet in the air. Mom “you can go on it when you are 25.” “I’m 36 [inches] this year and can go on the giant slide.”

DSC_0012 S30 Crop Sat+9 Friends 9-21-15Meeting up we talk about what to do first. But the friends watch in wonder of so much going on hands held contemplating the rides. We can do that, not scary fun rides fast. The quiet thoughts evaporate and the fun begins.

DSC_0031 S15 Sat+10 Tracktor and Tongue 9-21-15All that is cool isn’t scary, there are tractors to plow the fields of imagination. With three kids the harvest is bountiful. The barns with piglets feeding on the video screen if you can’t get close, bunnies, birds and wonder. More then you can absorb in just one day “Grandpa Grandpa look at ………………… Faster faster Grandpa Grandpa.”

Sometimes the story is told with images, you can hear the laughter, feel the warmth and connection between children. Little hands, big hearts sharing each others joy and fear. At 3 you see clearly just seeing without the filters, walls, fear imposed and taught to you. I strive to be 3 seeing with my eyes and my heart. Telling the story with images for many more than three years.

DSC_0079 Ss15 Lots Spot LgtDrk DrkSky 100 The Ferris Wheel Wa The Ferris wheel at night shot at extremely high ISO a bit of grain [noise the new language] I knew it would be there I wanted the grain. The feel of film an understanding of the light my element.

DSC_0081 Cnvt Port Ss15 Bacon Wa 9-21-15Bacon certainly one of the most marketed foods lately, Vodka, Perfume gotta be Bacon. The Fair is not about low fat or cholesterol. The flavors of the fair enhance the air a potpourri  of the senses. In the 70’s I had a couple friends who would raise a pig or two a year, fed on garden scraps and from a couple fine restaurants. I would only eat Bacon at their house. Once you have had home grown well the plastic package of chemistry from the market is not edible. A slab on the cutting board smoked out back. Cut your own how thick what ever you want. Jerry Garcia on the stereo Sunday mornings …………….Drifting a bit here. 

The Tiger Coaster with Mom and her friends Just fun, just fun.                               enjoy pjc

DSC_0038 Ss60 LgtFace 70 Tiger 50 9-21-15

Photographic Art  Walkins Glen 1973

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

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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.

DSC_0042 Ss15 Lgt R-4 LgtShirt25 Nisqually 9-26-15Art and Salmon, Mom look a Glitter blue eye, it’s a real fish. Mom I’m eating vegetarian today.

DSC_0033 S30 R-2 Glitter Eye 9-26-15

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.

DSC_0063 Ss15 LgtSwet40 Nisqually Jelly 9-26-15Eat the bread too see it, under the jelly.

DSC_0002 Eye CandyA 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.

Communication in a word or at least a contraction.

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DSC_0039 Ss15 LgtSwea+30 Cnst-20 The Texter 9-21-15

The Text Message

Keep that damn sun of my screen. Wa. State Fair. Colors, sound, games, food, PEOPLE. Texting, talking at not talking to. So many ways to communicate so little said, over and over. Had a dial phone as a kid till the early 2001 worked great talked socialized communicated thoughts emotion values. Mid 90’s the WWW and emails often thought out researched avenue for creative thought. Forums people of a like mind discussing ideas, emotions, Art. I used to communicate by email lots. A month or so ago a friend emailed me some news from back in Willi with a comment that she thought she might have to join FB to reach me. But my email still works my messages always longer than the response. Social nitwitting where shallow is taken to a new level. “The Like Button” where you can comment without a thought. How convenient.  Today I read that the “Like Button” is being upgraded now you can ad a pixel-ed  emotion to your Like how very sweet.  P.M.ing with an artist friend yesterday 5 interchanges friends replies total 25 characters including the exclamation point. I’m old but I still hope that communicating is more involved then to just figure out how few letters it takes to say nothing.  I think the image says how I feel about texting. At this point please click the like button at the top of the page.                  enjoy pjc

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