Peter J. Crowley

Fine Art Photographer

Wim Wenders and Me

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Recently read an article in The Guardian about Wim Wenders Polaroids. His thoughts on the Art Photography Genre rang true they could be my words.  “The culture has changed. It has all gone. I really don’t know why we stick to the word photography any more. There should be a different term, but nobody cared about finding it.”
“It’s not just the meaning of the image that has changed – the act of looking does not have the same meaning. Now, it’s about showing, sending and maybe remembering. It is no longer essentially about the image. The image for me was always linked to the idea of uniqueness, to a frame and to composition. You produced something that was, in itself, a singular moment. As such, it had a certain sacredness. That whole notion is gone.” That was my world and will continue to be it isn’t the problem of the copiers of things in front of them it is my problem for being unable to accept content and quantity as the new normal. Technically excellent void of emotion “What program did you use”? peace pjc 

Margo Knis Dance Ensemble Marlboro Ct. 1977

Layered Life Norwich Ct 2002

peace pjc

Photographic Art, film, thought, nuance, metaphor my program.

The World 2018 and Before through my Rectangle

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Early 70’s 

What comes next? Or why what comes next matters? Lost and confused my world gone to “I” world pixels, profits and agendas. I get few personal emails no time, all the AI time saving convenience devises  yet no time to communicate. Busy with cat photos, pussy hats, hate and agendas. The human bots of social nit-witting. Like and share for freedom. It is an endorphin party. I have gotten to where I use to many cave drawings. Addicting  for sure weather and health keep me in and I spend too much time reading hate, agendas insulting to me and humanity. What comes next no idea for me, humanity improvement unlikely. 

Dec 2017

Film top TriX 400 bottom FP4 at 200

The December image made with Nikon N-60 auto focus. This is roll 4-17 the three previous rolls all not sharp. March to Sept eye problems now no more pseudotumor but still not able to manual focus. With a 3-4 day bout with Arthritis unable to walk then gout for a few more days of not walking and 15 days during the fire season bedridden from COPD. This hasn’t been a very creative year.  What comes next 2018 more time travel my life in images for me. Good music from the periods, hybridization in my introvert world.     peace pjc

90’s When there was no gravity holding me down.  

Three Couples in the 70’s and Eighties

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Constant companions of early married life in Seventies, my divorce first, life for the three couples minus one continued a for a while, now all divorced no one to be found. Just in Silver Gelatin images of love, youth growing kids playing. 

Madison Jim and the Girls 

Why does Peter always have a camera?

Tom and Linda in Branford, Jim and Carla in Madison, Me and Ann in East Haven. Met Tom in College, Linda Tom’s girlfriend, Carla’s cousin Jim’s girlfriend our group complete on the Ct. Shoreline. Madison was the most often place for frivolity till Tom and Linda moved to Vt. Long rides for weekends of food fun, badminton. Parenthood, goober arrives first and travels to Vt. continue in Jim’s Van or my VW. distance at first not so difficult. After my divorce I still travel to Vt. but less frequent, a broken neck and the last trips to Vt. with Kirsten in my Celica, but the distance kept getting larger and it seems like all of a sudden a second divorce our circle weak, shatters with Tom and Linda’s breakup.  It’s been years since I have seen or talked to any of them Jim on the phone early 2000’s we will get together…….

June 1976 wool, flannel, jackets June in Fletcher Vt.

The Circle dissolves as a pebble throne in a pond I often wonder where the other waves from the circle came ashore? 

Photographic Art, my life my circles 

peace pjc