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FOUND PHOTOS, FOUND MOMENTS by David Rheingold

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There's a Henri Matisse saying "Il y a des fleurs partout pour qui veut bien les voir," which translates as "there are flowers everywhere for those who bother to look."  As an avid photographer and also as a collector of vernacular photographs, I'm always looking for fleeting, overlooked moments. Within these little miracles, I look for a sense of beauty or a an epiphany.

Unfortunately, the dust of everyday life blinds our sense to beautiful scenes. Matisse's soul was open to (thrived upon?)  these moments, and he had a great talent to paint these moments. Fortunately, these moments can be also be documented by amateur photographers.

Ironically, it could be argued that the amateur's snapshot may be more likely to echo Matisse's saying than an art photographer's work. The amateur's photo is a spontaneous, heartfelt snapshot while the artist has a more measured, filtered approach.

My selected photographs champion the unknown photographer who recorded a special moment. While we don't know the photographer, perhaps the viewer can share the feelings the photographer experienced.

The "Clothesline" photograph presents us with a gently sloping clothesline which is kissed by a gentle breeze. The diaphanous garments illuminated by strong sunlight suggest a warm summer environment yet the leaf-less trees reveal a much different story. What makes this such an outstanding example of "flowers everywhere" is that this elegant laundry line represents one of the most mundane chores we all suffer through. As a final note, there's the wonderful ability of the photograph to capture the invisible force of the wind,which leads us nicely into the next photograph.

In "Convertible" we have some information written on the back of the photograph--"Jeanne - rather wind blown - in front seat of car - taken while riding along Sunday May 4th on way home from Washington." We really don't need this information, however, as we are immediately immersed into the feeling of a convertible on a stunning day.  With just a simple snapshot of her blowing hair, we can all relate to the the youthful freedom of a road trip. The destination or purpose is not of importance. We just want to be part of a carefree moment that would perhaps be forgotten except for this photograph. 

 In "Tree Climbing" the photographer points the camera upwards (an unusual angle) at gently winding, leaf-covered branches. Amidst this canopy are a pair of legs poised for greater heights. A seemingly meaningless activity is actually one infused with a sense of exploration with a touch of risk, something we all experience on many levels throughout our lives.  


"Cripple Creek Post Office" makes the eyes dance. We initially view this as dilapidated front that's a hodgepodge of shapes and colors, including a few missing marble tiles revealing domino-like dots. On closer inspection, however, we see a coherent quilt appear out of the randomness. From nature's deterioration of the panels and the door, and the human touches of the signs and posters, we have a tapestry of romantic decay.


I finish with  "Pool" which has a classic snapshot feel. People relax by the pool with a grill smoking in the far right background. The photographer surveys the scene but drops the camera ever so slightly to capture the almost spiritual sunlight shining through the feet of people and then splashing onto the water. The three dimensional people and furniture became a contemplative two dimensional, abstract reflection. This photo reminds us to always look for reflective surfaces and savor their tableau they offer.







A FAVORITE WINTER OR HOLIDAY PHOTO

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This month I asked a few collectors to share a favorite winter or holiday photo.  Below are some terrific selections.   Enjoy!

What I love about this image is twofold.  First I find the picture both terribly funny, but also eerily disquieting. It's not quite in focus, and there's a lovely blurred area right of center.  Tonally, the right hand side of the image and the figure of the little girl and the infant are more bleached out than the figures on the image's left hand side. The girl's face looms just a little too large, too close to the camera for comfort. 

It's essentially a domestic scene, but one that is suffused with violence.  Again, particularly unnerving is the pallid little girl with the crying (or yawning) baby.  Her face is a still, blank slate in an image that is otherwise filled with movement and tension.  Of course, the boys threatening the viewer and the dog with their toy guns are both funny but also (more than) a little sociopathic, especially the kid who holds the gun to the dog's muzzle.  One wants to ask: what kind of family is this?  And what kind of mayhem preceded the snapping of this image? 

I think this leads to the second thing that appeals to me about the image: it somehow perfectly sums up my ambivalent feelings towards the holiday season: I find myself looking forward to it and its early evening darkness, warm fires, friendship and companionship, but also terrorized in some sense by the frenzied tyranny of family, forced gaiety, and overwrought gift giving.  Underneath all the bonhomie, the forces of misrule, dysfunction and chaos are lurking, just waiting to emerge into the kind of weird anarchism evident in the image. The picture perfectly sums all that up, and also encapsulates my feelings about the "holiday season" in general--feelings which I realize, now, in writing this, to be more than a little misanthropic!

I saw the image originally on Ebay, bid on it, and lost.  Sometime later, either a dupe or the same image was offered again.   I snapped it up.  It's still a favorite.

Nigel Maister
www.foundphotographs.com


I love the expressions of excitement, happiness and joy on their faces. The emotions capture the feeling of Christmas day that I felt with my siblings. Their tiger costumes are a whimsical touch that reinforces the family bond. As there are no opened presents in the photo, I assume the costumes were the first gifts opened. As viewers of this photo, we can share in the expectant delights of a very special day which is just starting to unfold.

David Rheingold
I hope you enjoy this photo! It's actually shot indoors, in a studio. All the snow has been carefully painted directly on the photo. I love fake snow! I once illustrated a book about fake snow, which came inside of a fake snowball -- you had to smash it to get the book.

You can see they are both with cigar...

Ian Phillips
swimminginpictures.wordpress.com


Here's a Christmas/Snow snapshot I inserted into a snow globe from Goodwill.  I shake it up and look at the snow falling in the water with the snow in the snap behind.  Neither are real.  

Photo by John Nichols of Photo by Anonymous.
If you are like me, for a fraction of a second you thought this was pornography.

Our brains are full of trash. But it seems to me media must have put a lot of it there.

Happy holidays, and bon appétit!

Joel Rotenberg


My selection is a circa 1920 real photo postcard that I purchased a couple of years ago. The card was not mailed and there is no documentation on the back, so the identity of the trio is a mystery. However, I'm not sure if we need to know more, the image is evocative and touching all by itself.

Robert Young


Polaroid, c. 1970.  A color photograph about Christmas that is extraordinarily banal and cheerless.   
Barbara Levine
www.projectb.com


This photo is my all time favorite holiday related image, I love the subtlety of it. A million years ago, I thought of making my own line of Christmas photo greeting cards…

Sabine Ocker
This one is subtle, an ice storm, it feels like a painting to me.

John Foster



A simpler time.

Stacy Waldman

Me and Mrs. Claus in our younger days.
Santa Claus
North Pole

A CONTEMPORARY PLATFORM FOR FOUND PHOTOGRAPHY by Jason Brinkerhoff

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Here is a project I have been working on for a couple of years with a good friend of mine who owns a gallery in New York City.  Working loosely from the shows title, 'OTHER BODIES', we've assembled 65 photographs that present alternative views of the human form as found in vernacular snapshots.  My goal with this show was to reconsider the context and strategies in which Found Photography is curated and distributed.  The show works as a cohesive vision from the point of view of a collector/curator setting aside survey and categorical strategies.  Each photograph is framed and presented for sale in New York's Chelsea art district.

The press release and additional images are available here:  www.ziehersmith.com

ANNOUNCING the FOUND PHOTO ROOM on FACEBOOK

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Dear friends,

We are pleased to announce our new Facebook page, "Found Photo Room!"

Found Photo Room, created by a small group of dealers/collectors, will be of interest to anyone who loves vintage photography.

Along with sharing some of our favorite images in galleries, we will be offering photographs that are available for purchase. We want our page to be an informative resource and will also be posting links to events, shows, related blog entries, and suggested reading.  Check back often for newly available photos as we'll be adding more on a rotation. You may contact each seller personally for purchase information.

Please take a look and follow us:

FOUND PHOTO ROOM

All the best and happy looking!

Steve Bannos
Joel Rotenberg
Ron Slattery
Mark Sullo
Stacy Waldman
Erin Waters

A VALENTINE'S DAY or KISS PHOTO

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For Valentine's Day, I decided to ask a few collectors to submit a Valentine's Day theme or kiss photo.  I generally hide under the covers all day on February 14th, but the photos below give me hope that romance will come visit me again soon.   Interestingly, amongst the ten photos below, four are same sex couples.   Times indeed are a changing.    Next month, a favorite photobooth photo.  Got one?  Send me a scan and tell me why you love it. 

Stacy Waldman


I decided to submit this color photo since it relates to the theme of kissing, but the photo is not exclusively, in my mind, just a pure kissing photo. I like this image because it could be associated with many different snapshot subjects. However for me, the photo is part of my “red” series of one red object in the photo and it is also included in my photos of “just married” pictures.  At the moment, it is to be physically found among “just married” photos.  Yet it could be in someone's collection of car photos. Or in one's collection of square color photos.  And finally, it also works in either a collection of kissing photos or one of people smoking. When viewed within one photo category, it can look different than when viewed as part of a completely different category.  In one, it might be the best photo of its kind; in another grouping, just an average photo.  That is part of the malleable nature of the snapshot and what I love about the medium. And isn’t love the whole theme of this blog entry?

Robert Jackson


What's not to like?  The wallpaper and the table cloth provide a delicately intricate backdrop to an image with movement and passion. The visual vectors of the pallid arms of the protagonists create dynamism and relate, subtly, to the table legs.  I like that the woman is on top of this particular clinch, though on closer inspection, I'm beginning to wonder if the clinched is not, in fact, also a woman.  That would add a great twist to this act of spontaneous, extroverted amour that took place in a solidly American kitchen fifty-four years ago, on a dark February evening. Possibly on Valentine's Day.

Nigel Maister
www.foundphotographs.com



Blurry, much faded, scratched, a corner nicked (all of which adds to its allure, its mystery),  this photograph is so intensely private, the women so cocooned in their romantic involvement, that we, the viewers, feel inevitably like interlopers, voyeurs, spies. They need not shed their clothing for us to see it all --- they've shown us everything. And, of course, they've shown us nothing. We are forever on the outside, looking in through the fogged-up window, guessing, wondering, imagining, but never really knowing.
There is in the best of love that crazy wild spinning, like the Dervish, the mind(s) cut loose from the rational, the earthly, the terrestrial. "Fly me to the moon," we say. We're giddy, light-headed, in a trance, hypnotized. 
Of course we're off in our own little world.  Love is a drug, like the song says. Really. The brain chemistry is the same as that for cocaine. No wonder we want it so much. No wonder people kill for love. No wonder, when they can't have it, they wither and die.
But never mind all that. Happy Valentine's Day, kiddies. Hope your ship comes in real soon, or, if it's already there, that it stays tethered at the dock whilst you off-load some Love Cargo. Just remember this, a kiss is still a kiss. A sigh is just a sigh. The fundamental things apply.
And if you don't mind, set your camera up with a self-timer, grab your significant other, and then just forget about it and let yourself go.  If the shot turns out, send me a copy, will ya?  Gracias.

John Van Noate


Here's my lovey-dovey contribution. Valentiney enough?
I like this one for the composition, the relationship it shows, and the title and detailed information on the back.
Here's what it says:

"Hooked Up"

Seneca No. 8.
3 Foci Lens
Central Plate
Stop 16
Exposure 1/5
Kruxo P.C.

I have gone back to using Kruxo.
They are the best made especially for outdoor work, I think.
The trussel [sic] in the background is nearly 3/4 mi long.

P. Fetcher

Pat Street


Here's a valentine photo I like.  I like to let the photos speak for themselves.

Clare Goldsmith


We see two lovers at the edge of a cliff. I would guess this is a beautiful day in Big Sur, California. I'd like to think the moment and location was so beautiful they pulled off from the winding Pacific Coast Highway and were swept up by the moment-- the soft sun, the sound of distant waves and the kiss of ocean breezes. There's a feeling of infinity and timelessness when you are high above the coast. His arms gently hold hers, and she reaches for his hair. They are becoming one. This scene has taken some time to develop. Literally and figuratively they are "close to the edge" and taking the leap into love. Even someone as cynical as this author has to be envious. One small question I always wonder about with this photo--who took the photo? Were there two couples? Or could this have been a bored or jealous third wheel? Whatever the case, this is a passionate, romantic moment, and I doubt they had any awareness of the camera.


Kim K. Bacon
A new collector



Two men at the beach, Atlantic City, NJ, 1941. One of the first snapshots I ever purchased and still one of my favorites.

Bob Young


Awkward Moment! Vintage photograph, c.1950, Collection of Barbara Levine

BARBARA LEVINE is a collector, artist and dealer specializing in vernacular photography and unusual collections. She is the author of Finding Frida Kahlo, Around The World: The Grand Tour in Photo Albums and Snapshot Chronicles: Inventing the American Photo Album (all Princeton Architectural Press). Her website is www.projectb.com


Gather ye rosebuds, y'all.

Joel Rotenberg


I am intrigued about photobooth shots as they are a "pure" photograph. No shooter was involved in making a decision on how and when to snap the photo. People in a photo booth have 100% say in what ends up in the photo. Ironically, this photo is probably anything but  a deeply romantic, spontaneous moment. On the surface, we see a good smooch with eyes gently closed, giving a sense they are "lost in love." This attractive couple seems to have been kissing quite a long time. However, we know with the photo booth that this must have been quickly posed. Upon closer inspection, the kiss appears to be forced. This almost has a contrived, perfect Hollywood movie feel. His handsome tan goes perfectly with her soft, smooth skin. Her hair looks like it wants to come down in a sexy toss. His perfectly cropped hair and v-neck shirt matches her sleek eyebrow. But, alas, this is a Happy Valentine's Day blog and no sense trying to dissect the projected romance. I'm sure women viewing this photo would enjoy being there kissing him while stroking his chest, and male viewers envision unbuttoning her crisp, white shirt.

David Rheingold
For more on David, click here



Most of us forget all the fondling, knee burns and the lack of sleep one goes through while courting your lover.  This is just a reminder.  Also, a nice touch is the thumb print of the person who printed this.

 Randall di Rijk
For more on Randall, click here.

A FAVORITE PHOTOBOOTH PHOTO

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What is important about the photobooth is the melding of technology with personal aesthetic.  The paid professional photographer has been eliminated and in his place is this cramped curtained booth with a camera at eye level which allows the subject to take on the role of both observer and subject.  Being both behind the camera and in front of it, so to speak, blurs into one role which allows for the subject (or subjects) within the booth to at times create another persona-to control the visual message about who they are and how they wish to be depicted.  But the subject’s eye is often revealed as a studied knowing eye which in fact winks at the potential viewer of the photo as if to say what is revealed is all a joke- thereby functioning as a hall of mirrors which can deflect the true soul of the subject or subjects captured on film.  Thus the camera is used as a device to not only record identity but to create and manipulate it.  

But then another layer “outside the booth” is placed onto the original photo--that of the collector who now owns the photo.  Below are a few collectors'  favorite photobooths which inhabit a digital world years away from that photobooth strip (and they nearly always were created  in a four photo per strip format) which was eagerly clutched in someone’s hand, passed around to gales of laughter, or cut up and put in a wallet as a remembrance of a happy time, a fun vacation or perhaps an emerging crush with the person sharing the booth.

Robert E. Jackson

In no particular order:


One of my favorites.


A black cat named Lucky in a photobooth.  Need I say more? I love the allure and mystery behind the black cat. I also love that it was  perfectly hand colored back in the day.  I just got this photobooth and it's easily become my favorite.

Albert Tanquero
For more on Albert, click here. 


This photo is one of seven in this larger size. I also have 40 more regular-sized photobooth images of the woman and her family. There is a photomatic of her as well.  I love their eyes in this shot, not to mention the wonderful painted background.

Erin Waters
For more on Erin, click here. 


Double-exposure photobooth photos I think are really rare.  This photo is magical to me and is one of my top favorites.

Robert E. Jackson
For more on Robert, click here. 


This one just reads well.  It has that bright enthusiasm one gets when even just thinking of going into a photobooth. 



Take this simple exercise with me:

1)Close your eyes right now just for a moment and imagine your going into a one. (No, really just do it).
2) Pull the curtain back and look inside, empty right? Take a look at the seat, and now turn around and look at the mirror ( You're smiling right now aren't you?).

3) Sit down, take a seat and look at yourself.  (Are you getting that tickling stomach yet? You feel it?)

4) Okay, drop your coins in and look at yourself again. (No, that's a stupid smile try something else)
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5) Now hit the button....................................wait, wait.... (Come on, when is this thing going to...)--
6) FLASH! (Don't worry you have a few more to get it right)

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We still have photobooths today even when  so many cameras can also make phone calls and I believe it is not the nostalgic factor at all, it’s just a magical state of mind-- even one which is childlike, where anything can happen. One is empowered just to forget who they are and to be anyone they want to be for a few minutes.  

Think about it.  Our love for these booths has not diminished at all.





This one is nothing flashy, but I have always loved it.  I love her expression, which is almost a glare and I love the pin holding her shirt closed.  My favorite photobooth.  Hope you like it.

Clare Goldsmith
For more on Clare, click here. 


This Popeye is a combination of two genres--the carnival image and the photobooth. I am always surprised to look through my collection and realize I have more of a particular type of image than I think I do. That's why I love it when asked to select a photo according to a theme,  as it makes me think anew about that theme as it relates to the images in my collection.

Sabine Ocker
For more on Sabine, click here. 


In a photobooth there was no one behind the camera. The occupant inside was in control of the outcome of the photograph. Sort of. Accidents in photobooths were common, as common as the magical mishaps that happened when there was someone behind the camera.

People, in a small private space where they can be themselves, in front of a camera, with no one behind the camera. An automated mechanical process. The film is exposed and a narrative is created.

Was the man in the process of sitting next to the woman? Was he whispering? Trying to make her laugh? Or smile?

We'll never know. We don't need to.


This triple image strip is from a business that has a photobooth for photo ID’s.  I like it because it is uncut and also because of the moody shadows.

Richie Hart
For more on Richie, click here.


Obviously, the star of this photobooth image is the lack of detail in the face. Since the photobooth was designed to take your portrait, this was a photobooth failure. Photographic failures can be wonderfully poetic.

John Foster
For more on John, click here.


I love this young woman, sight seen.  I love her youthful exuberance, her girlishness on the cusp of womanhood, her innocence, her joie de vivre.  It always seems so common, so ordinary, so much the expected, to wish for another person - someone long gone, someone forever unknown, some anonymous being - the happiness and fulfillment that, at bottom, one wishes above all for one's self.  Still, when I look at her, trying on versions of herself, I can't help hoping that she had a Long and Happy Life, and many returns to the photobooth, trying on new faces for the next exciting chapter in her never-ending saga.

John Van Noate
See how young they are? See the way their faces touch, their bemused smiles sublimely curled. They are at an amusement park by a lake and it’s night and the colored lights on the Ferris Wheel just flickered on and off and on again as they walk toward the arcade. Outside the air is growing cooler and, though it’s late September, winter feels imminent. Looming. She is nervous and excited and despite the chilling air, her hand sweats slightly holding his in the photobooth. And she has a secret; a tiny secret like the distant scent of something cooking in another room. She wants to tell him but thinks it best to wait. They are so young and there is yet so much time.

Guy Capecelatro III

HAPPY EASTER? By David Rheingold

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If you Google “Sketchy Bunnies” you will find a lot of blogs with ironic Easter Bunny photos. There is much humor to be found via adults in bunny costumes unintentionally scaring children. Easter and the Easter Bunny have come a long way to get to this point. Easter started as a pagan (Saxon) springtime holiday celebrating regrowth and fertility. Bunnies and eggs were obvious signs of fertility. Over time, Christian missionaries merged it into the observance of the Resurrection of Christ. German immigrants in Pennsylvania are credited with creating what has now become the Easter tradition of baskets, dyed eggs and chocolate bunnies.

I have been collecting what I call “Sketchy Bunny” photos for a few years. I find it odd how furry, cute bunnies can become unsettling when transformed into a child's costume or into dolls.  Something is lost in translation when they become bipeds with long, perky ears.

When the costume is combined with an odd pose or odd expression, there is a sketchy aspect to it all:

Perhaps the barrenness of outdoors at Easter also adds to the grimness:

And why not throw in Popeye and harsh flash for good measure:

And here is one which has a real creepy vibe, but I can't figure out how it was created. I assume it was an accidental composition. Any thoughts are welcome!

And Halloween seems to be the best way to exploit the creepiness. Perhaps that's where the modern day Sketchy Easter Bunny belongs.


WOW! BOY IN A DRESS - Part III by PAT STREET

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To recap, the four things to consider when trying to decide the gender of a child in an antique photograph are Hair, Clothes, Props, and Pose.  In previous posts I covered Hair and Clothes; this time we'll take a look at Props and Pose.

 1.  Boys' props.  If the child is shown with any of the following, it's most likely a boy. The choosing of props was influenced by images of children in popular culture -- trade cards, book illustrations, and decorative prints.

 A.  Equestrian toys.  Rocking horse, hobby horse, toy horse, whip, riding crop or quirt.

 B.  Martial toys.  Toy soldiers, cannon, sword, gun, bow and arrows, drum, or bugle.


 C.  Vehicle toys.  Toy horse and wagon, boat, tractor, car, or train; ride-on toys such as Irish Mail, tricycle, wagon. The first photo shows a boy on the left and a girl on the right. The other photos show boys.


 D.  Tools, building toys.  Shovel, hammer, hatchet, saw, pail, or wheelbarrow; blocks or building set. These are boys.


 E.  Sports equipment.  Cricket bat, baseball bat, ball.

 F.  Boy dolls. I have many examples of boys with dolls. Boys often have boy dolls. As with children, if the doll is wearing a dress, it could be a boy doll.  These children are all boys.

  G.  Gentlemanly props.  Cane or walking stick, pocket watch, or for humorous effect, pipe or cigar.

 H.  Rustic props.  The Huck Finn look. Torn straw hat, wheat straw in the mouth, bare feet. These are all boys.



2.  Girls' props.  The child is probably a girl if you see these props, no doubt meant to indicate that she's motherly, domestic, modest, and feminine:

 A.  Women's tools.  Broom, laundry items, cooking items, tea set, knitting or sewing items., chatelaine (with attached scissors, mechanical pencil, pocket knife, keys, thimble, perfume bottle, watch, coin purse, whistle, etc).

 B.  Dolls and doll buggies.  Usually if the child has a doll, especially a fancy doll, and/or a doll carriage or stroller, it's a girl. These are girls.


 C.  Fashion accessories.  Parasol, fan, muff, purse.  Note: small boys sometimes used muffs. The third child is a boy.

 

 D.  Girls' tricycle.  Considered a more modest tricycle for little girls; they could keep their knees together. These are girls.


 E.  Flowers.  Usually seen with a girl, but surprisingly often with a boy. These are all boys.


 3.  Unisex props.  The child could be either a boy or a girl with any of these:

 A.  Toy or fake animals.  After 1902, teddy bears appeared in many photographs with children of both genders.


 B.  Books.  A book in the image would be meant to suggest that a child was literate, cultured, and scholarly, and— if the book is a bible—pious.  The child holding the book, below, is a boy.

 C.  Musical instruments.  If a child played an instrument, he or she might be posed with it.  Even if a child didn't play anything, sometimes the photographer used a musical instrument as a prop to convey a sense of culture and gentility.  The child with recorder or flute is a boy.


D.  Unisex sports or play equipment.  Tennis racket,  hoop and stick, croquet mallet, roller skates, jump rope.  These are both boys.


E.  Pets.  Children's portraits with their pets were popular.  Including the child's pet gave the child something to relate to and suggested family warmth and a happy home life.  Sometimes the photo studio provided animals (live, taxidermied, fake, or toy) to enhance the photograph.


  4.  Pose.  Sometimes the pose is all that will help you. Here are some ways to tell the child's gender if there are no hair, clothes, or prop giveaways.

 A.  Aside or astride?  If a child is posed on an animal seated aside, it's a girl. It wasn't considered ladylike to sit astride, but some girls did. Boys did not sit aside. This is a girl.


B.  Dance pose.  Generally a girl, unless a vaudeville performer, then sometimes a boy, a boy dressed as a girl, or a girl dressed as a boy. The child on the left is a boy; I'm not sure about the pair of dancers -- either a girl and boy or two girls.


C.  Napoleon pose.  If the child has a hand tucked in the front of the dress or jacket, it's a boy.



D.  Unladylike pose, body language.  Little girls were generally posed to look dainty and demure. If the pose is really unladylike or bold, legs spread, hands on hips, hands in pockets, chances are it's a boy. Sometimes you just have to go with body language!



Identifying the gender of a child in a nineteenth-century (or early twentieth-century) photo isn't always easy. I hope this brief survey of customs in hair styles, clothing, props, and pose has been useful to collectors and sellers!

Click here to read Boy in a Dress! Part I
Click here to read Boy in a Dress! Part II

Click here for more info on Pat Street

A FAVORITE TINTYPE

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For this group blog post, I asked a few collectors to share a favorite tintype.  The images below are powerful and thought provoking.  As you will note, a tintype doesn't have to be in perfect condition in order to be loved.  Please let me and the collectors know what you think.  Next month:  A favorite real photo postcard.  Have one you want to share?  Drop me a line.  Stacy Waldman


A group of roofers pause in their work taken from a higher roof nearby (that two of the guys wear stovepipe hats, I find quite humorous). It's hard to make out but stamped into the metal along the top edge is this imprint: "MELAINOTYPE PLATE FOR NEFF'S PAT 19 FEB 56," which dates the tintype from c. 1857.  Very early for an outdoor tintype, or any tintype for that matter. I love the framing of the image, the depth of field, the subtle tinting of brick and trees, and especially the seeming formality of the workers. They crouch and stand in place, still clutching the tools of their trade, as if this is only a temporary interruption to the work at hand. I don't even mind the weird pock marks that mar the image and that date back to when the plate was made, as the marks are under the varnish. They were still learning how to make tintypes, I guess. I'd only been collecting for a year when I bought this image, and I paid way more money than I had yet paid to date for a single image. At lunch that day with a far more experienced collector I expressed buyer's remorse, and she offered to take it off my hands almost as fast as the words were out of my mouth. I laugh when I think about that moment now. No thanks, I think I'll be keeping it.

Phil Storey
Click here for more information on Phil.


Hannibal (Hannie) Emery Hamlin photographing his friends.  Hamlin was from Bangor and went to Colby College. This tin came in an album of images showing him and his buds fooling around in a studio.  Hamlin's identification was written on the flypaper. Hamlin's father was Hannibal Hamlin, President Lincoln's first Vice-President.  Hannie went on to be a lawyer and a politician himself.  I was able to identify the photographer in this image as Hamlin thanks to later images of him I found online. Also, he was the only guy in nearly every tintype.

Erin Waters
Click here for more information on Erin.


Attached are 2 images of my favorite flower tintype. I love the composition of the still life—the simplicity of the wedding bouquet lying on the table, but what elevates this image into my favorite territory is the inadvertent portrait of the fly. The fact that the fly stayed still during the entire exposure humors me, and makes me smile whenever I see it.

Sabine Ocker
Click here for more information on Sabine.

In addition to this tintype's initial shock value, I find it intriguing in it's composition and the subject's posturing and facial expression. Overall, I feel it has a powerful presence.

Jim Matthews

Jim is working on his biography....


When I started collecting antique images of children with pets, I was really surprised by the number of studio photos that included poultry. It would have been relatively easy to take a dog to the photographer's studio, and somewhat less convenient to carry along a pet chicken, duck, goose, or turkey. The birds included in children's portraits must have been truly beloved. This boy's mother has arranged his hair in a typical little forelock. He is wearing jewelry and shiny new boots, and holds his little white hen still for the camera.

Pat Street
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I am enamored of arcade images as they deal with fantasy and aspiration in regard to the types of scenes which feature the head of the sitter (or sitters).  The most common arcade tintypes generally involve people on a horse or driving a horse drawn wagon or carriage.  So to find one like this was a real treat.  What is written on the tintype is "O! Come Off the Perch" as sung by the bird on the lower branch. 

Robert E. Jackson
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I was gonna go with some other tin, but then, like Barry Bonds, I decided to go with the cream.  Certainly there are other banjo player photos out there, but I haven't seen one I'd trade mine for.  The beard, the stogie, the eyes lost in the river of time---here is the physical manifestation of a musical essence.  Look closely at that hand strumming the strings.  The fingers are doubled----they couldn't stop moving.

This gentleman looks like Emmett Kelly, that most famous of circus clowns.  Like Kelly, he seems to express an almost bottomless sadness.  There's always farther to fall, he seems to be saying.
 
The photo came from an Ebay dealer in Iowa.  Davenport, maybe.  It was somewhere on the river.  1870's, maybe? 1880's?  It couldn't have been all that long since the Civil War.  This is one of those faces that, when you look at it, you almost don't want to know how it got that way.  Just imagine the music this man must have played.

John Van Noate
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I really love the surface on this one. Just think, this was made long before they invented Hipstamatic, Polaroid emulsion lifts and Photoshop.  It has, and will, outlast all of those processes for sure. It certainly will outlast all of you viewing this image. I'm not quite sure if it's a self-portrait or not, maybe a second camera was used.  The sure sight of this gem makes me think of its past.  Who has seen this tintype? How many homes has it had? I do know if it has found its final resting place in mine.

It has weight to it--both physically and metaphorically. Like a single frame taken right out of a 16mm home movie, only the creator knows of its past and the times surrounding it. The present is up to us.  'All of which' reminds me of current artist like Jefferson Hayman and Masao Yamamoto.

Enjoy.

Randall de Rijk
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An Illegitimate Portrait Prefiguring Modernism (Collected by J. Moss Evergreen)

“Is everybody in?”
    ~ Jim Morrison

“This is a place of dead roads. Of rot riding yanks and peat men and cat burglars, black bindle stiffs and hobo jungles. Here is Salt Chunk Mary the fence in her red brick house down by the tracks in Portobello, Idaho.”
    ~William S. Burroughs

“Chance encounters are what keep us going.”
    ~Haruki Murakami

“The only credible answer to the question, ‘What is a work of art?’…is ‘Anything that anyone has ever considered a work of art, though it may be a work of art only for that one person’.”
    ~John Carey

“It’s good to be anywhere.”
    ~Keith Richards

"And just then it occurred to him that he was going to die. It came with a rush; not as a rush of water nor of wind; but of a sudden evil-smelling emptiness and the odd thing was that the hyena slipped lightly along the edge of it.”
    ~Ernest Hemingway

“The taste for quotations (and for the juxtaposition of incongruous quotations) is a Surrealist taste.”
   ~Susan Sontag

“A photograph could also be described as a quotation…”
    ~Susan Sontag

[photo caption: half-plate tintype, c.1890.]


J. Moss Evergreen
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THREE QUESTIONS by Joel Rotenberg

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1. Mark Glovsky pointed out to me that nudity is oddly rare in photobooth portraits, and he is absolutely right. This is the only example I have. I think it’s pretty recent, so maybe it doesn’t even count.

Where is all the photobooth nudity? By rights it should be common. People had every reason to believe they would be the only ones who ever saw what they did in the booths; in this respect photobooths are like Polaroids, which aren’t processed by a lab and—for that very reason, I’ve always thought—are full of sex and nudity. And if you were a certain kind of person, wouldn’t you take the curtained-off booth as a dare?


2. Shadow images like this one occasionally turn up. They are created by decades of close contact between a photo and a piece of paper or cardboard, as in the case of this cabinet card. In very specific chemical terms, what is going on here?


3. When you took photos to the drugstore to be made into Christmas cards, birth announcements, etc., I assume you were shown samples, so that you could say, “I want this format.” What did these samples look like? Was there some sort of sample book, perhaps? Was it standard, distributed from a central point—possibly the lab that did the processing?



Joel Rotenberg
The Art of the Snapshot

LILACS by Sabine Ocker

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Lilacs,
False blue,
White,
Purple,
Color of lilac.
Heart-leaves of lilac all over New England,
Roots of lilac under all the soil of New England,
Lilac in me because I am New England

Amy Lowell (1874-1925)

A late spring offering of a small part of my flower image collection featuring photographs of the lilac, one of my all time favorites. I can never get enough of that heady perfume, bringing good tidings of warmer weather and sunny days ahead.
Happy Memorial Day!

Sabine Ocker












A FAVORITE REAL PHOTO POSTCARD

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This month I asked for you to share a favorite Real Photo Postcard (RPPC), and below you will find a dandy selection.  Next month: An erotic Photobooth or Polaroid.   Got one?  Drop me a line.   Stacy Waldman

As with inscriptions and captions on “found” snapshots, messages and dates on real photo postcards not only inform the captured moment, but provide a personal connection that preserves the life of the image. For me, the gems are the ones that combine strong amateur photographs with succinct handwritten notes, both of which could survive independently. This real photo postcard possesses all of the important elements. The image is a compelling composition: the geometry of the couple’s interlocking hands and arms capture the viewer’s eye and, ultimately, focus it at the electric connection of the close-eyed kiss, all of which is  enhanced  by the balance of light and shadow and the manner by which the lines of the horizontal clapboards and shutter slats frame the lovers in the doorway.  The blue tone of the cyanotype further  provides a dreamlike quality to the magic moment.  The simple sentiments, “What’s the use of loving if you can’t love all the while?” and “Homeward bound. Jack” are the frosting on the cake.

Mark Glovsky

His eyes just draw you in - and his expression and attitude is strikingly self-possessed.  And then there's that off-kilter compositional element - those splayed feet lifted and put into your face, yet perfectly frame his own face as well.  It's one I often return to for another look.  The postcard formatting on the back indicates it may have been printed around May-November 1910.  I wonder if he made it safely through the later world events of that decade.

Karen Oldfield

 
Most private real photo postcards show people, events, or buildings, but somewhere in the vast world of RPPCs, if you look hard and long enough, you will find everything -- including the kitchen sink. Why would someone take a photograph of a  sink? Because of its low vantage point, maybe this photo was taken by a plumber who was proud of his handiwork. Whoever took this image was good at the craft of photography. It's nicely lit, pleasingly asymmetrical, has great contrast, and fits perfectly in the 3.5" x 5.5" postcard format.

Contrasting with the hard, cold sink is this soft sepia portrait of a nude woman -- a topic almost never seen on a RPPC except as a mass-produced product. This, however, is a private image, printed with a Velox postcard back but never mailed. It's likely that the photographer printed it himself on postcard stock rather than sending it off to Kodak to have it developed. It's erotic yet demure, and has a wonderful "Old Master" quality. The chains around her neck add an elegant touch.

Pat Street

Having probed the market repeatedly as an eBay seller, I find that real photo postcards are seriously undervalued by snapshot people. Why is this? After all, RPPCs are often just snapshots printed on postcard stock.

One important difference between snapshots and RPPCs would even seem to work in our favor as collectors. An RPPC represents a second pass at a picture or pictures already taken. So it allowed for a certain amount of second-order darkroom fiddling, which may or may not have been professional or particularly thoughtful: an RPPC can include an extra layer of ingeniousness, crudity, or total inscrutability. This composite image seems to have been assembled from three separate snapshots. The intended effect is very difficult to guess.

Joel Rotenberg

The photo is by Jose Alemany.  I have no idea how it was made, or why the post card info is on the front, or if that was even intentional.  

Erin Waters

This 1911 real photo postcard depicts a scene from the waning days of tintype photography. The setting is the Athens Interstate Fair, nestled in the rolling hills of north central Pennsylvania, not far from Elmyra, New York. A group of people are gathered in front of the Crystal Tintype Gallery tent, as if waiting for their turn in front of the camera. The shirt-sleeved guy on the right, removed slightly from the rest of the group, may be the photographer, but we have no way of knowing. Google failed me in yielding up any results about his gallery. The shooting gallery to the right adds more interest to the image. And if you look real closely on the left, you can make out samples of the photographer's wares pinned to the tent. I like photos that conjure up a whole little world and this one fits the bill nicely.

Phil Storey

This image is part of a group of trick photo postcards which I bought in Seattle awhile back.  The information noted on the back states that the amateur photographer William F. Peacock of N. Albany, Oregon took this photo of perhaps his son, Virgil, on January 19, 1915.  It is unlike anything I have ever seen in this genre and thus ranks as one of my favorites.
Robert E. Jackson

 
Attached are two scans of RPPCs from my collection.  They are Latvian in origin, from the Capitol Riga. They were taken by J. Eizen. Both depict the interior of a wax mannequin maker's shop.

I've always found wax mannequin heads to be compelling objects.  So when I saw these postcards, my eyes must have bugged out.

David Chow

I must admit I have more interesting photo postcards in my collection.  But this is my favorite. Is it because of the pretty girl, or the football outfit?  Maybe it is because of the subject-- a glass house advertisement.  Well yes, that is part of it as I have been collecting beer and soda bottler memorabilia for 30 years.  It is addressed to W.A. French & Co. Red Bank N.J. who bottled Red Bank from 1875 - 1920.  That is the town I collect and William French is a relative of mine.  See my point!

Glenn Vogel

I've had this postcard in a book for about 12 years.  I bought it the first time I went to Brimfield. That may be why he's special to me.

I hope you like him.

Clare Goldsmith

AN EROTIC POLAROID, PHOTOBOOTH OR SNAPSHOT

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WARNING:  21 AND OVER.  ADULT CONTENT.

SOME OF YOU MAY FIND THE BELOW IMAGES OBJECTIONABLE.   PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION.  IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY NUDITY AND SEXUAL CONTENT, DO NOT SCROLL DOWN.



For the latest blog post, I asked several people to contribute an erotic Polaroid or Photobooth photo.  Some collectors were a little gun shy, while others were only too happy to contribute.  For this one, three collectors submitted more than one photo.  Enjoy!


Why would a young woman take a nude photo of herself? Narcissism? To send to a boyfriend? Or maybe just to preserve a record of how she looked when she thought she looked beautiful -- to freeze in time her fleeting youth.  Maybe she had no lover, had no sense of what she looked like, and simply wanted to see her body as if through another's eyes. Maybe nobody had ever complimented her on her figure, or someone had been critical of it, and she was trying to figure out why. In any case, this particular woman probably didn't mean to take an artistic image, or even an erotic one, but she did. The soft side light, the composition, the blur, the colors -- it's all perfect. But she probably didn't notice any of those things as she watched the image develop.

Pat Street
www.patstreet.com



The Polaroid, or instant photograph, provided erotic thrill seekers with the opportunity to see themselves "in the act" almost immediately. Certainly, without access to a private darkroom, it had been impossible to capture intimate moments such as found above. The instantaneous nature of the Polaroid provided a newfound freedom in photographic expression, giving rise to an entire genre of sexual imagery. Meant only for personal consumption originally, this last image is one in a series of overt scenes which came from quite an unusual source. Discovered in the estate of a pair of nuns (actual biological sisters, too!) in Phillipsburg, NJ, the photos documented various forms of sexual expression, some of which could easily raise an eyebrow or two, maybe more! Instant pix of fevered encounters served not only as mementos of those heated events, but as catalysts for subsequent adventures for the participants. Today, as Polaroid slowly fades away, such prints are difficult to find and very highly prized.

Mark Lee Rotenberg
www.vintagenudephotos.com


This is a single overall print the local smut sales gave to newsstand owners and other "under-the-table" sellers of nudie pics.
"Order as many as you like, I'll be by next week with your prints." (in a discreet, plain brown envelope, of course.)

What I like about this image is its straight-forward, direct photograph of (breasts, boobs, tits—choose one).  The girls head is cut off, her arms open and receiving.

It's like "Here they are, take a good look. Got it? OK."

John Foster
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I rented an old-fashioned photo booth for my 50th birthday. At the end of the evening, I was surprised to see not one but two erotic posings by friends. This one is humorous; as another friend told me she happened to walk by the booth as this strip was being taken. Through a gap in the curtain she noticed the body part placement was slightly off.  "Higher darling, you've got to lift it higher" she said casually as she strolled by.

This image isn’t vintage, but the 1960’s theme gives it an authentic vibe, and I’m perpetually amused by the sophomoric aspect of mooning the camera.


Sabine Ocker
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Here the intimate situation is palpable, but the face is really what's of interest.

Joel Rotenberg
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The commercial availability of Edwin Land’s “instant photography” in 1948 ushered in a wonderful era of amateur pornography. For the first time, couples were able to capture and preserve intimate moments.  Reliance on commercial processing and pornography laws had previously limited sexually explicit photography to those with access to private darkrooms.  The image above is a good example of the products of the new freedom and, like so many similar photos, includes evidence of having been kept in a wallet or manhandled.  For me, the framing, the man’s profile, the collection of objects balancing the image on the opposite side of the room, and, most importantly, the mood, combine to create a strong photograph.

The image below is a good example of another category of photos that sprang from the new technology: photographers proudly memorializing their own anatomies. Mirrors were often complicit. In this carefully staged image, the photographer has done his best to prepare for the moment and the hanging towel, the arrangement of dark and light tiles, and the “t-like” composition with the hint of the Polaroid camera do the rest.

The fertile Polaroid era ended abruptly with the advent of digital photography.


Mark Glovsky
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I have always liked this one.  I guess it's just your average barbershop smut pic.  I like the good humor of the two girls.  When i lived in Springfield, Missouri, some guy off the square, down near where the architectural salvage store was, had   thousands of these photos strewn on the floor in the back room of his shop.  They were a dollar a piece.  I wish I had bought them all.   This one was found on eBay.

John Van Noate
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SCHOOL DAZE - A LOOK BACK

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It was suggested to me that I do a group blog on "School Daze" for the start of school.  That same day, I came across this photo album page and knew that it was meant to be.   There is an interesting assortment of photos below, some typical, some not.   What do you remember when you think back to your school days?

Stacy Waldman


We all have days like this: when the world around us seems to move with a purpose and determination that both eludes and seems to exclude us; when our own confusion, inertia, fear or panic, pushes us to that place where our failure to "keep up," or our sense that we're drowning while others swim confidently forward, provoke in us the overwhelming desire to just stop...to scream in a (probably) futile attempt to still the madness.  This picture captures that moment (at least in my fanciful reading of it): a moment made all the more intense by the blurred figures moving on the diagonal or seen in profile, the foregrounded one with a discernible smirk, the figure to the right (from the viewer's point of view) of our stationary, screaming protagonist, steely and expressionless behind her sunglasses.  What other elements add to this scenario?  The two moving women, with their dark sweaters hold their books primly and confidently in the crook of one arm, while the central girl clutches her possessions with both hands; the moving figures are bare-headed, the screaming girl's scarf covers her ears, its paleness and pattern highlighting her sweater-less blouse.  The camera caught her at the climax of her vocalization: her whole body is seized with the energy of the voice (her bobby-socked feet are on tip toe on the grass).  And then there's that gaping mouth and the scrunched up eyes. This may all have nothing to do with the terrors of school.  She could be hailing an unseen friend or erupting in laughter.  But I like to think that there's an emotional truth in the image: that singular feeling of being overwhelmed by intense frustration in the midst of a world that is indifferent to everything except its own blithely forward momentum.

Nigel Maister
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A photograph of my grandmother, Vivian Libby, c.1910. This was her second grade classroom. Vivian is seated in the second row in from the right - the girl with the big bobbed hair and sad eyes (even at that age she stood out!).

Barbara Levine
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These charming young ladies were attending the Irene Lingo Dance School when this lovely image was captured on May 15, 1947. Their innocence, poise and pride are wonderfully conveyed through the lens of the camera. Clearly, these young dancers were under the tutelage of their instructor as they gracefully formed a line. Matching costumes and dance shoes unify this little troupe in preparation for a recital. One can well imagine the beaming expressions on the proud parent's faces as they watched their daughter's artistic movements onstage. Irene Lingo's school seems to have operated out of the Philadelphia region from at least the 1930s into the late 1940s, performing dance recitals in numerous locations.

Mark Lee Rotenberg
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So who wouldn't want a badge and a leather strap across their chest?

Edward, he's the one with the circle around his head, looks like a volunteer.  I think a few of the other boys might have been drafted!

Janet West
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My photographer friend, Vaughn Wascovich and I spent some time deliberating over the technicalities of this shot. What vintage camera was used? What was the shutter speed? But I feel that this covers it best...A cool autumn day. Kids dressed in their Sunday best for the photographer. Picture day at school. Well behaved children. It appears to be shot in the morning according to the angle of the sun. A warm, lovely sepia panoramic contact print that I found this past July 4th weekend. Not usually fond of group shots, and yet this photo interested me because it pivots around one little girl who is nearly dead center. She's got a self-assured smile and a piercing gaze that looks straight into the camera.

I spent the next few days trying to figure out who she reminded me of and then it dawned on me--Stanley Kubrick's film, "The Shining." A movie where a group photo played an important role at the end of the film.

The little girl's confident smile among the class of 44 students struck me as similar to Jack Nicholson's character, Jack Torrance and his smile amidst a crowd of party revelers at the very end of the movie. One person sure can make a group photograph interesting. And oddly enough, while I don't know the date of this classroom photograph--my best guess is it was taken sometime in the 1920s--the prop photograph from "The Shining" shown at the close of the movie was dated July 4th, 1921.


Shari Wilkins
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This snapshot shows what I imagine to be a one room school house. The image is dated 1919. The posters on the wall are US World War I propaganda: "Hun or Home? Buy More Liberty Bonds," "Remember Belgium," "Beat Back the Hun with Liberty Bonds," "Must Children Die and Mothers Plead in Vain? Buy More Liberty Bonds." Other than that, the walls are empty. This has been one of my favorite snaps for a while now.

Erin Waters
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I am an avid collector of the "graphics" surrounding photography.  I love gem tintype paper frames with their elaborate engravings as well as these simple cardboard frames sold with photo booth or studio shots.  We often forget that in the 20th century, the industry of photography was big business.  It wasn't just about the photo itself; rather for studios and portrait photographers, it was about how to transform the photo into some sort of decorative object which customers would want to purchase as a souvenir or a memento of some event.  And if you had kids, you wanted to have a record of their progress in school and the associated "happy days" which would hopefully be remembered by all in the years to come.

Robert E. Jackson
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A snapshot of three students outside their school - two boys and a seemingly pretty girl (she has really bouncy shiny movie star hair). The boys both face her, however the boy on the right in the cool letterman has just caught the camera's gaze as he eats something out of a container (yogurt? ice cream?). It was at that moment, the artist decides to click.

 I like moments such as this that are candid and somewhat secretive. We don't see the girl, so we can only wonder what she might be saying, however the boy on the left (who is listening) has a queried look like he doesn't know what to say. She was probably just being silly...boy problems, judging from the boys’ reactions.

Great example of teenage style of the 1950s as well!

Aaron Duarte
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Here are a couple of school-related photographs. The first one, ca. 1910, states on the back that these young children are setting off alone on a twelve-mile trek to school (imagine that!) in a box sled built by their father. The horse's name is Daisy; it's not clear whether the dog stays at the farm or goes along. The second photo shows three winter school buses/sleighs with their horses and drivers in front of a nice-looking brick school building.

Pat Street
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Back to school also means back to the gridiron for countless high school and college football teams. While looking through my collection, I realized that I had two very different high school team photos that were both taken in 1915.   First we have the students of the elite Lawrenceville Prep School, located in New Jersey, and the other the high school team is from the small logging community of Blackduck, Minnesota.

I like to imagine what the final score would have been had these two groups of young men been able face off against each other.

Robert Young
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LETTING THE PICTURE DO THE TALKING

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In honor of the just released book “Talking Pictures” by Ransom Riggs of “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children” fame, I thought it would be both timely and fun to solicit captioned photos as our newest photo blog entry.  Riggs’ book is a groundbreaking exploration of the written words found on the front or back of snapshots. After this book, I don’t think any of us can look at such photos the same way again.  If the snapshot is about narrative and memory, those with captions just confirm that in an often humorous but sometimes more poignant way.  The book also reinforces the idea that the snapshot is an object, something which isn’t treated by the snapshooter as a sacred piece of visual imagery imbued with artistic import. The images shared by collectors in this blog were ones in which the original owners felt a strong kinship and were compelled to make even more their own by writing something heartfelt or funny on the front or back.  I have decided to let the photos speak for themselves and limit any words by the collector about their favorite photo pick for this blog entry.  These photos still talk to us, even though there are many years which separate the taking of the photo and their inscriptions from our age of digital conversations and photo sharing on Facebook.  The imagery and the accompanying words transcribed on the photo deal in emotions we know and understand and makes what we all strive to save and collect something powerful and, most importantly, something timeless and universal in its appeal.

Please note that you can increase the size of the image by clicking on it.  If you’d like to know more about any of the collectors, you can find biographies here.  The next post will be trick or manipulated images, in honor of  the “Faking It” exhibit now showing at  The Metropolitan Museum of Art.


From the collection of Jim Radke



From the collection of Thomas Harris


From the collection of Nigel Maister


From the collection of John Nichols


From the collection of Clare Goldsmith



 From the collection of Casey Waters


 From the collection of Erin Waters


From the collection of Joel Rotenberg


From the collection of Mark Rotenberg



From the collection of Stacy Waldman


From the collection of Orla Fitzpatrick


From the collection of Nicholas Osborn



From the collection of Pat Street



From the collection of Peter Cohen



From the collection of Robert E. Jackson



From the collection of Ron Slattery



From the collection of Sabine Ocker

 From the collection of Shari Wilkins


From the collection of Barbara Levine
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From the collection of Mark Sullo


HOUSE OF MIRTH 2013 CALENDAR

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This is the 8th year of the House of Mirth Calendar, and the first featuring photos from the collections of 14 All Stars.   A limited quantity are available on my website.  Take a look at this terrific group of images, and let me know what you think.    Stacy


From the collection of Nigel Maister


From the collection of John Phelan


From the collection of Clare Goldsmith


From the collection of Sabine Ocker


From the collection of Robert E. Jackson


From the collection of Nicholas Osborn


From the collection of Mark Glovsky


From the collection of Randall de Rijk


From the collection of Peter Cohen


From the collection of Barbara Levine


From the collection of John Foster


From the collection of Joel Rotenberg


From the collection of Nakki Goranin


From the collection of John Van Noate

AGAINST DOUBLE EXPOSURES by JOEL ROTENBERG

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Many snapshot collectors hold double exposures in special esteem. The feeling, perhaps, is that the miraculousness of a good double exposure is the miraculousness of snapshots in its most overwhelming, undeniable form. A good double exposure is an extremely unlikely compound event, in which two separately recorded images are fortunate enough, first, to be superimposed on film, and, second, to jointly create a composite image with some kind of distinction. The snapshooter had nothing to do with either step. The entire thing is an incredible accident, and we may feel when we contemplate the result of it that we are really contemplating something like fate (the impersonal forces that brought these images together) and something like infinity (the absurdly small likelihood of their having been brought together interestingly and the absurdly large number of pictures we had to look through to find this one). And double exposures are not different in these respects from snapshots in general. They are just more extreme. So, we may want to believe, the double exposure is the epitome of the snapshot, the snapshot sharpened to its sharpest point.

I am not really immune to any of this. I agree that double exposures are snapshotty, very much within the genre, and that they take something about snapshots to an extreme. I have many of them, and I still buy them. Nevertheless, I find that a certain resistance has set in. Are double exposures snapshot accident in its purest form? Or just in its flashiest form? I’ve come to feel that double exposures are very often just flashy.

It’s important to distinguish two classes of double exposures, or perhaps they are more like poles. In the more conspicuous kind of case, we are very aware of the component images; they retain their meaning, so that when we laugh (or whatever) at the whole, we are responding not just to the incongruity of the parts, but to the incongruity between the incongruity of the parts and the congruity of the whole. This kind of double exposure is a sort of randomly produced photographic “exquisite corpse.” In a Surrealist composite drawing, the expressive qualities of the draftsmanship are irrelevant, even distracting. All that matters is the elements and their successful combination. In the same way, a double exposure is all too often not expressive like a normal photo (I hate the word “expressive,” but never mind). The parts don’t carry a feeling, and the whole doesn’t have one either; that’s not the point of it. It is “good” or “bad” depending only on the relation between the parts and the coherence of the whole. A double exposure actually goes further than a drawing in that, being a photograph, it’s supposed to be a record of something that actually happened. Taken as a whole, the image flirts with reality: we know what we see isn’t real, and yet there it is. Chance has produced an image—a photograph—of something that never was. But as with an exquisite corpse, the greater the incongruity of the parts and the greater the accidental perfection of the whole, the more we like it. We like it for its shock value and for its marvelousness.

The problem for me is that I am not interested in shock and I am not collecting marvels. I am using snapshots for roughly expressive purposes: like anyone who is exercising some sort of aesthetic judgment in choosing among snapshots, I am commandeering their accidental meaning for my own ends. But what if they don’t have any? Double exposures in this first class often resist being used the way I want to use them. They tend to simply beat their breasts and brag about the implausibility of their own existence. They overwhelm productive use—as opposed to mere display—because they are all about themselves; they have no content apart from the ability to inspire awe merely for having happened.

I compared double exposures with “exquisite corpses.” Another (somewhat imperfect) analogy may help: a double exposure is something like a visual pun. Both puns and double exposures are accidental layerings of components that we are able to take advantage of; a pun contains two meanings, a double exposure two images. Why is the pun “the lowest form of humor”? Obviously, because it has no guts. We feel in some way that a mere superimposition of meanings is not enough. Those stories that end with “we come to seize your berry, not to praise it” or “pharaoh faucet majors” are truly silly (at least unless we tell them with some sort of irony), because there is no larger point. Who cares if thesewords sound like those words? On the other hand, Brando’s “hap-penis” joke in Last Tango in Paris doesn’t make us groan in quite the same way, because it has a context in the movie that takes it beyond mere verbal trickery. So there are puns and puns. In somewhat the same way, a double exposure impresses us as a fortuitous layering of images, but is often empty otherwise. “Wow! It looks like she’s rummaging in his head!” Well, so what? That “Wow!” is an expression of amazement that such a thing occurred at all, and I think that pretty much exhausts what can be made of it.

The other kind of double exposure simply creates an optical effect. It has no semantics, so to speak, no clash of ideas; it gives us no women rummaging in men’s heads, no kids burying or digging up their elders in the garden, but just an abstract design—some pileup of bodies or faces, perhaps, or a shape, a composition. Pictures like these are far easier to use, but I still often find them glitzy.

I want to stress that any good snapshot is a statistical anomaly in precisely the same way as a double exposure. Any good snapshot—though it’s just a scrap of paper!—will still make the mind expand to meet those two big ideas that I called fate and infinity. But it will have other properties, too. It will have content. In sum, double exposures are very often less, not more, than other snapshots. Mathematics and the stars are behind any good snapshot, but I’m not sure how much we can do with a snapshot that is about nothing else.

Here are some double exposures from my collection. I disapprove of many of them, including, I’m afraid, the most stunning, “surreal” juxtapositions. But some do have a feeling, or can be made to carry one in context—they are “expressive,” in my terminology. The first example actually seems sort of demented. The ghostly couple looming above the wilderness is one of several that achieve a certain metaphysical grandeur. And an abstraction like the vortex of machine parts can be made to bear some weight.





















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TRICK or MANIPULATED PHOTOS

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To celebrate the groundbreaking show (and corresponding catalogue) on photo manipulation and visual trickery prior to the digital age, which is currently at The Metropolitan Museum of Art (until January 27th), I thought it would be well to share examples from the inventory of photo collectors which highlight this fascinating area of photography.  The show at the Met is entitled Faking It: Manipulated Photography Before Photoshop and was conceived and curated by Mia Fineman of the museum’s photography department.  The show will travel next to the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C (February 17–May 5, 2013).  It's final stop will be the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston this summer. 



Erin Waters
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 John Foster
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Joel Rotenberg
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John Nichols
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Robert Yoskowitz
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VINTAGE PHOTOS OF WEATHER EVENTS

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If there is anything which brings us together, it is weather.  If you can’t think of anything to say to someone, you can always reference the weather.  Snapshooters have always been interested in the various ways that climate and the weather have wrecked havoc on their lives and the lives of others and this entry reinforces that.  The manifestations of weather as seen in photographs can be thought of as beautiful or horrific---and often both at the same time.  In these dark days of winter and in an era of global warming, let us now give Mother Nature her due and enjoy what your fellow collectors and photo friends have to share on this topic.


Joel Rotenberg



Jim Hanelius
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 Robert E. Jackson
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 Mark Glovsky
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Nicholas Osborn

  
Steve Bannos
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Erin Waters
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Jim Radke


Mark Rotenberg


GUNS & SNAPSHOTS

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Guns fascinate people. As an object that typifies America, they are up there with cars, TV sets, and cell phones.  They are an integral feature of noir films, and play a major role in movie Westerns.  In snapshots they can be evocatively displayed as a piece of sculpture, be scary toys, seen as emblems of macho behavior by soldiers, and are proudly displayed in many hunting scenes.  After the cloying sweetness of Valentine’s Day, it is time to get back to reality, so here are some amazing examples of gun photos as brought to you by fellow snapshot collectors.  You can find biographies of the collectors contributing photos here.


Clare Goldsmith



Erin Waters


Jim Hanelius


John Foster



Mark Glovsky

Tom Deupree

 Robert E. Jackson



Mark Rotenberg


Pat Street

Mark Sullo

John Van Noate


Marianne Clancy

 Joel Rotenberg

 John Toohey


Robert Young


Sabine Ocker


Philip Storey

Nigel Maister



Jim Radke
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