It’s funny that Steph just posted about working on scanning her grandfather’s slides because I also finally started to scan some of the slides I found in my mother’s attic. I took nearly all the old photos and photo-related stuff when she died, knowing somehow that later they would become profoundly important to me. As the years pass these items do become more and more precious, connecting me not only to a family lineage and people I never got to know but also to photography’s history and an artistic approach to the world that I can see going back at least several generations (my grandmother drew and painted and was generally really amazing). What I love about the slides I’ve been scanning is how they often differ from traditional snapshots, how my grandparents (who are both/each the photographer of these images) made very intentional choices because they wanted to capture what they saw. It’s strange that these images I’ve never seen before can make me ache for people I don’t even remember.
Just a few from the 4 carousels of slides:
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stephplourdesimard // January 18, 2009 at 1:55 pm |
These photos are fantastic! I love looking at them.