Upon further reflection I give you this album of mirrors and the occasional window.
Composite pics, negative strips, proof sheets- when photos collide narratives are formed. Look here for proof.
Autumn has arrived and here in Chicago the breeze off of the lake is already turning cooler. So it’s time to get those boats in dry dock but here are a few memories to get you through til next summer.
A series of damaged paper weaving exercises by one Jennie Ford from an early 20th c. album.
I couple of years ago I picked up a cigar box filled photos and ephemera kept by a Korean War era G.I.. The photos were odd- mostly direct negative nude prints. The ephemera was straight up early 50s humorous erotica: Tijuana bibles, a pamphlet about urination, etc… Very tame but definitely not safe for work.
It’s 1933- the Depression grips the country but in the dancehalls south of Boston are filled with music and dancing. Marathon dancing. For your viewing pleasure: a small album documenting some of the dancers who competed in some Massachusetts walkathons in 1933/34. Most interesting (to me anyway) were the handbills that I found tucked inside which I’ve scanned for your viewing pleasure. I’ve amended it with a few other dance marathon photos from my collection. Enjoy.
A series of negatives documenting what appears to be a summer camp for physically and developmentally challenged children in the 1950s.
Another series of damaged negatives, this one documenting a West Coast road trip. Or a super spreader event perhaps? Either way it doesn’t end well. There are images that some may find disturbing so look at your own risk.
A series of glass-mounted Kodachrome slides that have seen better days. Or have they? Behold Mold Magic!!