Fine Art Photographer
A Life in Photographic Art 1971-Today
Memorial Day Parade 1972 Stratford Ct. The Stratford News. The first staff position.
Abington Ct. The Aries House 1972 Music, Art, Friends, fresh food to share adventures.
Me Cosey Beach E. Haven Ct. already serious. The War drags on the profits roll in the body count every night on the evening news and that’s the way it is 1972 and today. The War Drones on. We’re only a pawn in their game.
The Day starts with a hour long tutorial beginning film photography. She gets it a totally manual camera.
A stroll down to Percival Landing for Joie de Vivre by David Varnau inspired by his 4 YO granddaughter The Joy of Life dances in the breeze.
Saturday afternoon July 30th Percival Landing. A Perfect Day ………….
Fit Bits, smart phones in hand nature on a mini monitor
These hands holding love sharing a walk with dad these hands get it!
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Photographic Art a second book my life and times in images and words.
Too much, keeping pace with life creating commenting moving in a direction the journey continues. Back to film the 70’s, 80’s 90’s. Swirling from age four to sixty six in a 1/250th of a second. A brief ramble through 45 years a beginning, a tease, a new book, a retrospect. Now Available Another Door Entered a sample chapter from A Life in Photographic Art
January 1974 a cold morning stroll on State Street New Haven. It was very cold but the light was perfect a thin gray overcast sun softened by the clouds. I knew I had it one image made Kodachrome 64 and walk on to the next shot. This image had a feeling that knowing you had spoken that there was more to say. The journey will go on the moment brief lasting forever created. Forty two years later the moment this moment still feels right.
April 1973 a walk in the woods of Columbia Ct. Mike Sirak’s parents home. Frozen puddles speak of the past season shivering Mike and I wander seeing abstract color patterns seeking spring in frozen Oak leafs.
The sound track was as sweet as I will ever know as the eighties dawned in Providence in love with a women then the city. The moments, multiple moments erupting in the theater, dancing across my shutter plane. I was the moment, the muse. The fall was a devastating crash, a betrayal, a pistol… seeking a place to hide.
Coventry back to youth, trust, safety unable to find the map the journey stalled at a rest area. Where is the muse?
The Dance of color, light, seeing returns slowly. The North Carolina Dance Theater invites me to dance the blues away. The muse visits, structure, determination, hope, life. The journey re starts. Trains, ferries, summer my daughter propel the journey forward.
January 2016 the station is now Olympia. The Wolf dances with the Bears the circle nears completion.
So that’s the story of my journey, seeking the highlight finding the muse. Forty Five years of visual and verbal comments on the human condition. Forty thousand images whittled down to six images and a few words here a preview, taste of my new book. Seeking a publisher investors want to be part of the journey? Email me mail@peterjcrowley.com or just contribute here start a trend, pave the Road Between Here and There
Photographic Art 1998 North Dakota the eyes of a poet sing a song of peace