You don't need to know the time, the place or t he names of the subjects to enjoy a good photograph. A degree of anonymity can, in fact, help; you can throw yourself into the scene and construct backstories and front stories to your heart's content. The strange thing about these four is that they … Continue reading Back Stories, Front Stories
Tag: Old Photographs
Mystery Date
This photograph was part of a collection of family photos. The only clue as to the subject is a date stamped on the back, 6th January 1929, and the name of the studio where it was taken, Jerome. Could it be my mother? The dates fit, and there was a branch of Jerome's in Bradford. … Continue reading Mystery Date
Miriam On The Lake
My visit to the Lake District concludes with this rather wonderful photograph of my Auntie Miriam taken on a boat there ninety or so years ago. Whilst Miriam's smile is, as always, engaging, my attention is immediately captured by the passenger in the rather wonderful hat.
Two Rough Days At Sea
I have a very large box of unsorted, unwanted, and undocumented photographs which sits on my desk, and yesterday I dipped into it to get a photo so that I could check the connection between my scanner and my new computer. My choice was entirely random, but the result pleased me - so much so … Continue reading Two Rough Days At Sea
Andermatt 1924/25
Before you ask, let me say, I have no idea what is going on here. That, however, is the essence - and indeed, the joy - of collecting old and unwanted photographs. The only clue is a caption: "Andermatt 1924/25". Think of that as the film title, the photograph a still from the movie, and … Continue reading Andermatt 1924/25
That Magnificent Girl In Her Flying Machine
This is a wonderful photograph of my father's cousin, Ivy Burnett. She was born in Birmingham in 1906, and this photograph must have been taken when she was three or four. The great craze at the time was the new flying machines, and many photographic studios would have mock-up sets for sitters to use. Thus … Continue reading That Magnificent Girl In Her Flying Machine
Needing A Measure
My mother's uncle, the splendidly named Fowler Beanland, was a great bowling enthusiast, and this is one of his photographs. It has a caption - Bowling At Devonshire Park, Keighley - but no date. I know that he lived, worked - and bowled - up in Cumbria in the early years of the twentieth century, … Continue reading Needing A Measure
So Many Stories
I can never look at one of these group photographs of children from long, long ago without speculating about what became of them in the decades that were to come. What did life have in store for them: what successes and what failures; what challenges and what achievements? There are so many stories, even within … Continue reading So Many Stories
The Young Photographer
By chance, this photograph has reached the top of my "old photos to scan and index pile". A detailed examination reveals that I was a budding photographer well over 70 years ago (yes, that's me in the middle). It also reminds me that today is my brother's birthday (that's him on the left). Happy birthday, … Continue reading The Young Photographer
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