vintage snapshots ~ what a "find"!

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While I haven't whole heartedly committed myself to the acquisition of vintage snapshots, I have been keeping an eye out for likely sources of such things. Usually that means antique or "curiosity" shops.

While I have not fully come to grips with my attraction to snapshots, I am aware enough to know that, when searching through bins and boxes of vintage snapshots, what pricks my eye and sensibilities are pictures which could be described as representative of the human condition. That is to write, pictures of ordinary people doing ordinary things and expressing a wide range of attitudes / emotions in the process.

My 2 most recent finds, pictured above, are especially loaded with humanity in evidence. The 2 halloween pictures, masked and unmasked, are without a doubt the highlite of my nascent vintage snapshot collection. The pictures are very nearly a century old - mostly likely c.1920, as indicated by the WWI doughboy costume (front row, 4th from right). iMo, individually, each picture is something of a jem. Together, they are awesome. Re: the women with the goofy shades - it just made me laugh when I saw, so I had to have it.

Re: I had to have it - imagine my surprise when I found these 2 jems that, in fact, I already had them. After 20+ years of languishing in a box in my attic in my mother's early-life photo album, I "discovered" them a few weeks ago ... which means that they are even more special than if I had discovered them in a box in a curiosity shop.

Upon their discovery, the halloween pictures were a bit of a mystery. The first thought I had was that the pictures were of one of my mother's classes (she was a school teacher). However, when the doughboy character caught my eye, which indicated the c.1920 dating, it was obvious that my mother had to be in the picture even though I was unable to identify her, until ....

... I revisited the album in search of a picture of my mother at the approximate age of the kids in the picture. It was then that I found a studio portrait of her with a nearly identical expression and facial features as the kid in the back row, 2nd from the right. Without a doubt, that kid is my mother. FYI, I don't believe my mother is in the goofy shades picture. My thought is that she made the picture in as much the album is replete with pictures of her and her friends having lots of fun.

What a "find", indeed.

civilized ku # 5173 / vintage snapshot # 8-12 ~ message in a bottle

After yesterday's Color Riot entry, I thought a bit of monochromatic might be a good idea. FYI, the Polaroid pictures are a find from my previously mentioned antique shop adventure.

RE: the Polariod pictures ... while they certainly quailfy as snapshots, they appear to be a more serious attempt at making pictures inasmuch as the picture maker was required to focus the lens and make some sort of exposure decision. Perhaps there was even an attempt at making "art". Whatever the case, I - as a picture maker - chose them because I liked them and because, as far as I know, there are no rules for collecting snapshots.

That written, on Easter Sunday when all the inlaws were gathered together, a few of them expressed an interest in viewing my snapshot find. Interestingly, but not a surprise to me, every person who viewed the pictures responded with great interest and commentary with those pictures which were people referential - ones like those from 2 entries ago. The Polaroids were given rather scant attention

Without a doubt that reaction was driven by the viewer's ability and inclination to picture him/herself in similar pictures, situations or knowing someone who has been in similar pictures and/or situations. Or, in other words, they made a personal connection to the pictures.

The viewers had absolutely no knowledge regarding the pictured people, places, things or events. Nevertheless, other people's snapshots, aka: personal memories, have the ability to instigate memories in people with whom they (the picture makers) have no connection or knowledge.*

I find that fact absolutely fascinating. Fine Art pictures come and go but snapshots have a staying power like no other pictures.

*Think of the pictures as kinda like a message in a bottle cast out to sea. No knows where or in whose hands the message might end up.

vintage snapshots # 1-7 ~ I found a gold mine

While in North Jersey, during a search for a chocolate-covered vanilla-cream filled donut as well as a well above average hot dog, I came upon an antique shop that looked to be a well worn antique in and of itself. Add to that allure the fact that it was a warm sunny day so the owner - somewhat of a patenaed character himself - was lounging on an antique chaise sette out in front of the shop, all of which virtually demanded a stop and look see.

I was pleased as punch upon entering the shop inasmuch as it was even better than I thought it would be as indicated by the exterior. It was crammed with shelves (no antique furniture other than what was outside) that were in turn crammed - literally, every square inch - with stuff. Even though the shop was a small single room, I could have spent an entire day in the place and not seen everthing there was to see.

Fortunately, one of the things I did see was a floor standing jewerly cabinet with 10 drawers which, upon investigation, were filled with old snapshots. The wife immediately gave me a look which implied that my time to browse the collection was short so I quickly sorted through the top 2 drawers and selected 20 pictures which looked good - interesting referents and decent condition - to me.

The only remaining objective was to find out how much $$$ was required to leave the shop as a happy guy. Fortune smiled on me once again inasmuch as the cost was a mere $10.00USD.

RE: During my donut quest I had been waxing nearly poetic about Krispy Kreme donut shops because they are the only donut shops where I can be assured of finding chocolate-covered vanilla-cream-filled donuts. Unforunately, they seem to be few and far between. So it was Karma that, while my donut quest was unsuccessful, I was able to settle for a reasonable consolation prize in the form of a Krispy Kreme delivery truck bank - another item I found at the aforementioned antique shop.