Afield in the Press

Hemingway wasn’t above a bit of shameless self-promotion…

I had the pleasure of doing a short interview with Boston Voyager about my work and what it’s like to be an artist in Boston – If you haven’t much else going on why don’t you click here and read about your boy Peter, Cheers!

http://bostonvoyager.com/interview/check-peter-molgaards-artwork/

 

 

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The Sky is Falling…

The cosmos dances along while we sleep our nights away…

 

 

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Long Exposure Boston

This sweetheart shot was taken on the evening of September 13, 2018. I shot it with my trusty Fujifilm XT2 through some relatively clean windows while sipping a vodka soda. If only every late night shoot was this comfortable.

 

 

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Westward in Comfort and Style

There were bad decisions made that fateful night in 2010, right TMO?

The last time Blondie and I went camping, biblical rain showers mixed with a shallow bowl-shaped campsite caused our little haven beneath the trees to become a giant pain in my swamp-ass. That next morning, after a near-mutinous and soggy night, we packed up everything in silence and, upon arrival at our place in the city, we deposited the sodden muddy fabric of our camping kit directly into the dumpster. That, according to Blondie, was the end of that BS – no more sleeping on the ground – that was Summer 2010.

Since then, our many outdoor ventures together have been cabin or lodge based – usually near a bar –  and that seems to suit us both as we like a bit of pampering and a stiff drink after a day of adventuring (who doesn’t?). Our most recent trip to Big Sur was, however, a departure from the norm in that we were going to get back into a tent, but this time a tent with a bed and lights and a sink with fresh running water. Yes, we decided to give glamping a try.  Ech! Personally, I cannot stand the moniker “glamping” as it implies that this old mountain man has gone soft, but in reality it is a cloth cabin with a comfortable bed that is great after a long day of being outdoors. Depending on the campground, you still get to do all the fun campfire stuff, you still need to be vigilant about forest creatures running off with the Doritos (seriously, guard those chips), and, in our case, you still get to be nestled into a mountain niche under a tall stand of coastal redwoods, but you get to do it all with comfort and style and there is absolutely nothing wrong with comfort and style.

Please read on to find out more about our first foray into the luxe-camping life and check out all of the pretty photographs that I made for you… Continue reading

Ten Days in China

Chek Lap Kok Airport, Hong Kong

Recently, Blondie and I were lucky enough to get back to China for a quick ten-day trip.  Despite all of the trade wars, real wars, and so-called bad feelings between the US and our friends in the East, we were welcomed into the country as warmly as ever. Click through to read more about our trip and peep a few pretty pictures…

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My Focus on Dalian

Just me on Tianjin Jie near midnight. The locals don't stay out too late during the cold months...or the warm months.

Just me on Tianjin Jie near midnight. The locals don’t stay out too late during the cold months…or the warm months.

During our 18 month stay in Dalian we were lucky to have met a fantastic group of friends on just our second weekend in town. We were in a super smoky loud bar that one of Blondie’s coworkers took us to called Acapella (this was before the local police nixed the ex-pat music scene, the bastards). The bands playing consisted of  Chinese kids, teachers, IT people, and a number of others who, like us, ended up in that far-flung corner of China, and for the most part, the people and the music were great. It was comforting for us to see so early on that there was a community of like-minded folks, both Chinese and other, that we could hang out with on the weekends. Continue reading