Today (Saturday) was a nice day at the shop, even if it was slower today than I’d like. But that is the way of retail, peeps. Anyway, it is my own little personal railroad caboose tiny cottage-like structure! So no worries. I just sew and create and scan.
I scanned a lot more old photos today. These photos are just amazing to me. In this day of constant selfies, there is something very poignant about these photos where the subject and photographer basically had one shot to get it right. No checking and deleting. No filters to change things up instantly on a monitor. I mean, I am learning that skill was a huge factor with old photos, so it is not like there was nothing planned or technical involved, but there is just so much life packed in these photos. It is like the person’s life carried him slam up against a photo op and then he had to hurry up and get on with real life.
I surely wish there was something written on the back of these two photos, but alas there was not. Makes me want to write on all my own photos so when we are long gone someone will know the names of me and my babies. I wonder. Are they all siblings? Cousins together on a Sunday? Friends?
this picture I just instantly fell in love with. It was so faint, I could hardly make out the faces. Then I scanned it. Then I used a filter to enhance the colors and contrast, etc. Suddenly, there were faces.
Look at the smiles, the clothes, the friendship. And they are gone. Silent, somewhere. And we don’t know their names. But God knows.
I must get to sleep. Enjoy this day.