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A Muse Dances Through My Studio

08.31.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

2001 A Wood Nymph floats through a white environment.

2016 A new muse. It is always the eyes that separate art from glamour. These eyes tell the story and explore the soul of the artist. Her eyes are my eyes, my eyes are hers, speaking volumes to those who listen.

2001 Eyes and smiles Pirouette through the highlights and shadows.

The soul of an artist is etched by the eyes in the negatives a thesaurus of emotions.

Many years, many Muses some pass through my life briefly a spark a highlight and gone some linger for years and the language of creation expands we speak with a new voice. Shadows, highlights, motion, emotion explored discovered shared. A flower, a stream an old house the muse is youth the muse is me. peace pjc

The Muse of two plus years 200 rolls of film two million moments.

Photographic Art another muse dances through

Old and New, The Next Image

08.20.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 4 Comments

So a half an hour ago I started, this post I wrote a paragraph on repetition in the darkroom a must for control of technique. Notes on printing so I can walk into lab years later and quickly match a print. But repetition, technique in the Piss me off Pixel Age is difficult as Upgrades, Changes, Distractions and the constant need to babysit this inhuman box. Too much brain power diverted from creativity to keeping up with marketing the homogenization of thought. Be an individual just do it with the latest AI. [FU AI.] like everyone else. WP deleted my words and added 6 images I uploaded to the Lib. appeared in post. I must have missed the latest new and improved version.

A Life in Photographic Art a second book Forty Five years seeking the highlight finding the Muse.

2013 Taftville Ct the Ponemah Mill.

April 5th 2013

The next image, always the next image here in 2013 or

here 2016 an old perhaps ’50s truck up the street from me. The string that ties the journey, the images, is seeing beyond the stylized bright color. Tri X the tie that binds.

enjoy pjc

Photographic Art A six minute look at the life and times of light emotion

Then to Now Old Portfolios, New Portfolios The Song I Sing

07.03.2016 by Peter J. Crowley // 1 Comment

A Life in Photographic Art

1971 on the Staten Island Ferry a youthful Artist starts a journey. Eye contact, a gesture with camera a nod of yes an image made a nod of thanks. Respect a path is taken, a moment created between subject and artist.

The Big Apple to the City Bus in Olympia. “In Transit” the road goes on forever. June 29th heading to the market the triangles, back light a greeting, an explanation a moment created.

Youth a world to live in a value to hold Keeping the Child a difficult road to travel as the destination is grow up be serious make money discard your childhood dreams make money. Forget the journey it is the destination MONEY appropriate laughter. It is how you look not who you are. No U-Turns

The lilies come in spring, in youth, gently embrace the flower. The lily will return in spring another childhood, your childhood dream.

peace pjc

Photographic Art Summer Youth in Olympia