This is the woman...who is next to the sailor...who is above the parrot...which is next to the medal...on the page of Mr. Roberts' scrapbook.
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4/29/10
4/28/10
MR. ROBERTS
Here is Mr. Roberts at sea. This photo is directly above the photo of the parrot...which is next to the medal....that sits on the page...with Mr. Roberts. You'll need to figure out your own punchline.
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4/27/10
PARROTS AND MEDALS, pretty much the same thing
I give you the parrot. The parrot next to the medal. The parrot next to the medal in the book owned by the sailor. Only if you've seen yesterday's post will this make sense, and even then it's doubtful. It's a dead parrot.
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4/26/10
It was just a little MEDAL
This little photo of a medal is in a small album that belonged to a military man. I've shown photos of him, Mr. Roberts, in the past in Yosemite and elsewhere.
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Click on image to see it larger though I have no idea why.
When I was at his home for the estate sale there was a whole room full of things from his years in the Coast Guard. Lots of film he shot in Alaska in the 1930s in cans that I would have loved to have bought. Medals, flags, and papers. I stood in the room and looked around at his life, trying to take it all in. He'd been on many adventures. I settled for a stack of photos and one small album that contains this shot.
I do not know what the medal represents. The photo is very very small and stuck on a page of Mr. Roberts with different women. Oh, and a shot of a parrot is next to the medal.
Medals and parrots, pretty much the same thing.
4/23/10
UNCLE Joshua
Uncle Joshua always looked like a giant to us kids. He towered above all of us. He had huge feet and then just sort of tapered to a tiny head. He looked taller than all of us even when we grew up. That was...until...we realized Uncle Joshua carried a distortion mirror with him and we were never actually looking at him. See, Uncle Joshua used to travel the country as a carnie back in the early 30s and when the carnival broke up Uncle Joshua got the collection of mirrors, but no pay check. He used it to his advantage to make people thing he was a bigger man than he was.
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Okay, I could go on and on with this, but the truth is I haven't a clue. This is from a very large envelope of negatives. I also have the photo album that goes with the negs. There are hundreds of vernacular photo prints and negs making me a happy camper.
When I scanned this my first reaction was "Oh shoot, something is wrong with my scanner! That dude on the left looks distorted!" I checked all the other happy faces for some sort of body parts uniqueness but they all looked normal, including the Shirley Temple look alike in the front. I just don't get that guy with the hat. Okay, I'm sure it's the angle the camera was held, but...but...maybe he really did have huge feet and a peanut head.
4/22/10
Why do I keep finding BOYS IN DRESSES?
My theory, and I stand behind it, is that all these vernacular photos I keep finding of boys in dresses is really just a result of little girls getting head lice. Poor things have had their heads shaved and we now see photos of them as it's slowly growing back. Their "crowning glory" filled with buggies. Sad, very sad...and itchy, very itchy.
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This little girl, or boy in a dress, is also barely hair there. Sounds like a name for a children's book. Anyway, this is from the envelope of 29 negatives.
My other two posts of little boys/girls in dresses:
4/21/10
WHEN YOU THINK CITRUS, think Austria
This is the way I found it. I will say no more, other than I didn't know they grew citrus in Austria.
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4/16/10
TIME passes
It's been a tough week beginning on Monday with a call from a close friend telling me her husband had just died. Completely unexpected. He died in his sleep. I can still hear the animalistic sorrow and pain in her voice when she said my name over and over again before finally saying "Peter's dead." I still haven't been able to wrap my brain around it. It's all so very very sad.
Other personal stress inducing events have kept me away and made me less than chipper and cheerful. I am getting a grasp on those too.
Today's post is from the little envelope of negs. A sitting Setter.
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Dogs are timeless. It doesn't matter when this shot was taken. Dogs are always in style just as they are. No fashion mistakes unless foisted upon them by their human caretakers. This dog has a collar and a nice stoop. Perhaps a nice field to run in awaited the sitting Setter (or is it a Spaniel?). Let's hope it was much loved and lived a long life doing dog stuff. Can't begrudge a dog doin' dog stuff. The simple joys of life. Left to their own devices they'll always get it right.
4/11/10
It's shimmy and shake DANCIN' SUNDAY
This little lady was purchased on Thursday at my favorite antique store. She has style, she has grace, she has roof gravel between her toes. There is no information given on the back so she shall forever remain a mystery. The mystery dance pose.
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Shake it baby...SHAKE IT!
To see today's dancin' lady at my ephemera site, Goldie, click here.
Anybody wish to suggest the appropriate music? I keep hearing over and over in my head "Everybody dance now...bump...bump bump...bump bump...everybody dance now!" and that's just driving me nuts.
4/10/10
...and a DEAD BIRD ON EVERY DRESSER
I just never know what's going to show up when I scan one of the negs in the strange little envelope that so aptly says "Misc. Negatives" on it. I certainly wouldn't have purposely bought a photo of a dead pheasant on a dresser with National Rifle Association Junior Diplomas tacked to the wall. And what the heck is that thing with the tail on the dresser drawer? It looks like a Robin Hood cap crossed with a Daniel Boone hat. Well...somebody was mighty proud of this display.
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The two other images scanned from this envelope were COME SLIDE WITH ME and Gentlemen...START PEDDLING!
When you buy an envelope of negs you get what you get. I'm sure there are more surprises of equally boring subject matter to be found.
4/6/10
Little STRIPED SOCKS
I mentioned in an earlier post that I had a little envelope full of negatives that each time I'd scan one would be a surprise. Well, I also have a very large bag of negs that were purchased at an estate sale along with an album that is falling apart. The album is full of wonderful snapshots taken from most likely the late 1890s until the late 1930s. The bag of negs, I thought, were just mostly shots already in the album. Turns out there are other images not in the album. This image is one of them.
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Not a wonderful snapshot, but it was fun to see the image appear on the screen as the scan appeared. Of course, nothing is as exciting with a photograph as when a print shows up in a tray of developing fluid as you stand in the darkness inhaling those pungent chemicals. A scanner will never beat the mystery exposed in a developing tray. I miss those days.
Like I said, not a great shot, but I love the little stripped socks. This family lived in a rural area north of where I live, most likely near the ranch where my dad grew up. I'd say this shot is from the 1930s and the mother probably got a good deal on the multicolored socks and the little girls wore them with whatever homemade dress they had on. Coordinates were of no importance to country kids.
4/3/10
4/2/10
APRIL SHOWERS may come your way
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April Showers
Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,
Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,
When the sun gives way to April showers,
Here is the point you should never miss.
Though April showers may come your way,
They bring the flowers that bloom in May.
So if it's raining, have no regrets,
Because it isn't raining rain, you know, (It's raining violets,)
And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils,
So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along.
And where you see clouds upon the hills,
You soon will see crowds of daffodils,
So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,
Whenever April showers come along
--Music by Louis Silvers, lyrics by B. G. De Sylva
4/1/10
Photo Processing MISTAKE
I've got a real find to share today. I know there are people out there who collect photos that are basically errors. Printing errors, camera problems, etc. Well, eat your heart out. I've got two of these real photo postcards, but one was printed upside down!
I'm talking huge value. HUGE!
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