Wednesday, May 27, 2015
I think my translation is correct, "For Mary Virginia, Affectionately Dora."
Stamped on the back of this wallet sized, hand tinted, portrait, "Las Flores 764, TELIF. 6683, TUCUMAN."
Tucuman is a province and city in Argentina.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
I'm really fascinated by this one. To start with, it is, as the title of the post states, a fragment. It 's cut from a larger picture. It was so faded, that I abandoned my usual attempts to get a scan that looked as much like the original as possible, and went the opposite direction, trying to dig out as much detail as was there. So what did I get? It looks like a black woman in the fifties, surrounded by white men, walking along, not just carrying a newspaper, but displaying one. I know that the headline may be about an air show, but I think this could be a photo of some sort of civil rights demonstration. The front page of that newspaper may also have a story about a lunch counter sit in, attempts to register black voters, or perhaps even a lynching. I know it's easy to read things into photos that aren't there. That's part of the fun of collecting old photos. But, I'm standing by that guess.
Monday, May 25, 2015
When I tell people I know that I'm not a pacifist, they don't believe me. I always tell then the same thing. Give me a good reason to support a war, and I'll support it. I won't be happy about it, but I will.
I have mixed feelings about Memorial Day. It seems to me that a lot of very stupid, and some very bad people, equate supporting troops with supporting war. If we don't keep fighting, or if we don't start another war, we've dishonored all those who fought and died for the country. Right now, there are a lot of people, including some elected officials, who want to pick a fight with Iran, ISIS, Yemen, and Syria. They tell us if we don't, those who died in Iraq and Afghanistan will have died in vain, and that cheapens their memory. Yes, I have very mixed feelings about Memorial Day. It seems right to remember those who fought for us, but not if it means a continuance of never ending war. Maybe, if we put out fewer flags, we'll dig fewer graves.
Friday, May 22, 2015
Well it looks like it could be a company picnic. Then again, it might just be lunch hour. I paid the exorbitant figure of 50 cents for this photo, and apart from liking the subject, I was also drawn to the building in the background. I thought the name of the business was Watts Reality. When I got it home and put a magnifying glass on the print, I changed my mind. I'm still not sure what it says, but I don't think it's a real estate office from a part of L.A. that has come to be associated with crime and violence. The fact is, I wander all over Los Angeles County, and I've been to Watts plenty of times, and it's nowhere near as bad as people think. Get onto some of the residential streets, and it's possible to see Watts' working class roots. I wish there were still neighborhoods in the area where a blue collar guy could buy a house.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Monday, May 18, 2015
I wonder how much a dress like this cost in the 1920s, and how much a similar dress would cost today. My curiosity has more to do with changes in society than fashion. Was this dress sewn by immigrant women working in a sweatshop? Would that happen today? I think both are likely, and adjusted for inflation, their wages probably haven't gone up. In fact they may have gone down.
This one's a contact print from an 8x10 negative. Click on Waterbury Box Co. Album in labels to see more. There's still a lot of photos to go, but we'll have to wait awhile to see them. It's time to move onto other things for a month or so.
Sunday, May 17, 2015
And suddenly, for now apparent reason whatsoever, we jump ahead a decade. So far, based on hair styles and clothes, I've been dating this photo album from the twenties. Now, I'm guessing the thirties, perhaps even the early forties. And too, we've also left the studio for an outdoor shot. It's a wonderment.
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