George

I’ve no idea who George was. His photograph was part of a batch of family photos collected by my father’s cousin Ivy and then eventually passed down to me. Whoever he was, he was a handsome fellow. It is the photograph, however, which is the star here, a photograph that must be the best part of 120 years old. Try as you might, you would never manage a photo as good as this on a smart-phone. Everyday photography as art.