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The Day, My Day, Any Day, Most Days

12.18.2019 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

A Winter Days Routine 

Schedules have become very important. Diabetes, insulin where meals became a medical procedure. A new med replacing Insulin has freed me from having to eat instead of seeing, being with the late light.

Up at 7:30 or 9:30 mostly out here it is pretty dark at that time. Coffee, rate how I feel how it will effect my day. Messages read a sarcastic comment or two. Breakfast on good day 8:45 after second cup. There is no morning light in the winter. Daily plan 4 days Liz  here marketing tasks I can’t do well. Inara after school once that is always a great day. At the market everyone knows my name like the Sundown years past. On a rare occasion when it is both warm and dry a bit of gardening on my beds and tiny prairie wild flowers to plant.  Wednesday home alone a truffle with first coffee if the body and sky says in today. A breathing treatment with nebulizer. Dishes done creativity a plan for lunch, at months end [20th-] it becomes a math problem what’s here what I still have cash for lol. Elza’s kitchen always serves a heaping helping of humanity.

Then there are distractions music a rare splash of light  of seeing if only out the windows or in my abode. 

March 15, 2015 6:30 am. Boxes, Mike has shipped me my desktop a new table that today is much smaller ha ha. 

Distractions I guess that makes scheduling so difficult. Creative moments from recent past 5 years. Time travel old images to peruse telling stories that lead to other stories.

Norwich 2002 a five mile walk led to this mailbox without a building. Fun. A five mile walk normal in 2002 new city no car reasonably healthy. 

A kitchen converted to a studio here in Oly. Rarely used but it works and the results please me 

Oh to have a muse, a monthly visit of eyes to speak with. Yes warm distractions, jazz, images, recent past…

and from an old life.  Maybe next post I’ll get beyond lunch? But I could become distracted. Stay tuned.

peace pjc

Categories // A Life in Photographic Art, Old Roads Tags // B+W Fine Art Photography, Blending the past and the present, Color Fine Art, Humanity, Olympia

Eyes perhaps my favorite feature, only visit briefly in Olympia.

12.01.2019 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

Past Life Eyes

Silly eyes outside and most everywhere. 

Engaging warm eyes that danced in my studio.

Melanie By the Way a barista who’s eyes spoke yet no return contact post studio invite. 

More sparkling eyes at Safeway but momentary are not the same. An artist’s lament. 

Eyes from before. Film eyes shot with patience a desire to speak.

                peace pjc

 

Categories // allure, B+W Portrait, Big warm eyes, Eyes, Love Tags // Ambiance, Humanity, Olympia, Portraits, X Black and White Fine Art Photography

The Circle Gets Smaller 9-23-19 I Still Seek and See Highlights

09.23.2019 by Peter J. Crowley // Leave a Comment

Wednesday 9/18, Thursday 9/17 1.5 blocks away. Yesterday 9/22 just twenty five yards, flowers dying, summer fades I want more sun, more time to linger stroll to see and shoot but winter beckons. 

Childhood a dream a memory.

Art and food at my house July 4th 2019. Now it slowly dies. Still harvesting Broccoli, lettuce, Pumpkins, Peppers and Eight Balls. I wonder how I will close it for the year?

Now the circle is small this from last Thursdays walk one and a half blocks turn around to make it home. 

Sunday it’s 25 yards still finding highlights in fifteen minute strolls that become staggers after a couple of bends to look down to see. Fall is the season, I try not to on route to a chair and oxygen.

Old Port Portland Maine. Early on a summer morning 6:30 coffee in the pocket of my vest, film in three cameras the light is grand. A couple days at the N.E. Artist Congress, dances, music panels discussing the roll artists play. Magic!

TriX and people in my viewfinder mostly memories now. Willimantic good memories I found a Muse we made many moments that last forever.The Muse in my Bellevue Studio.

On what would have  been Rees’s 80th birthday. Sept 2009 he saw me in my studio my world. I find now in Olympia that I had become a studio artist in the last few years in Norwich much more so after the long hospitalization. But by 2012 I was out and about again the road to Carl and Maarit’s a drive with highlights along the way to friends, food and frivolity. Rees took the ride there once with me and was immediately part of the Circle. It was Carl who coined the Metaphor of the circle. I embraced it wrote about and live the circle.

A ray of light visits her circle grows exponentially. Childhood visits through her eyes. I think there is no greater highlight.

 

peace pjc

The Circle and the season

 

 

Categories // A Life in Photographic Art, Adventures with Grandpa, Eyes of the child, Fall, New London Ct, Norwich Ct, Olympia Wa., Reflecting on past, Willimantic Tags // Ambiance, B+W Fine Art Photography, Blending the past and the present, Color Fine Art, Figure Studies, Olympia, Street Photography

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