A few shots in Peter Lanouette’s gallery in Old Saybrook, CT.
Ben Clarkson, AKA thee Benjamin Raspbell, has undertaken a project to revive the memory of his late friend, Peter Lanouette, through dedicating a gallery space in his Old Saybrook location. The following collection showcases only a small portion of the available master pieces dating back more than 35 years of the artist’s creation.
This clip was shot on Old Saybrook’s causeway between 10PM & midnight yesterday as the moon nears its full size. The sky was cloudy and it looked like the moon was trying to navigate its way through the fluffs executing the same maneuver over and over again. This video was inspired by the music of… Continue reading An Infinite Luney Loop Is Running In The Sky
It is April’s full moon. It awakens the luney lying underneath one’s skin and unleashes the shutterbug. The photos in this post were taken in Old Saybrook’s causeway(Bridge street) a little before midnight yesterday. You’ll also see a few pictures taken in the AM hours around Ferry Road while some maintenance crews were cleaning up… Continue reading Luney, April edition
A few photos around different parts of Old Saybrook before and after a fast paced thunder storm rushed through the area.
This was on December 24th after a hike with a meetup group in Santee, CA. I stopped by San Diego’s Shoreline park and tried to capture some of the wandering seagulls around trying my best to capture them in motion.
All I ever wanted…. was to see her smile…. She arrives every morning with her little black case… I spend hours of my day staring at her glow in the sky… Until I can’t take it any more and I have to run away… Tears running down my cheeks and my heart bursting in flames….… Continue reading All She Leaves Behind
Today was an interesting day in that we had fog and sun intertwined around the Connecticut river. I grabbed my camera and started shooting around “Between the Bridges” marina: Around 1:00 PM from the stairwell to my work on the second floor, the sun was shining and the mist stuck in the air, I 95… Continue reading In Mist we were standing
The town of Essex (celebrates) every year the loss of its fleet by the British soldiers in April of 1814. Many accounts exist to how this took place but the common theme is that the Britons anchored in Old Saybrook and used launches to reach Essex through Connecticut river. They were detected by the lighthouse… Continue reading Burning of the fleet in Essex Connecticut