This weekend GC and SueW have chosen ‘Old and New’ as the theme for their challenge.
It’s that time of year again, the Wedding Season, and from April through to September, brides and grooms the world over will be walking down the aisle to say those little words ‘I Will, or even I Do’!
The proverbial aisle could be anywhere, the local church, the town hall, a posh hotel, a patch of woodland or even in the middle of someone’s garden. These days, it seems anything goes.
GC and I don’t necessarily want you to chase after the bridal car in pursuit of your old and new pictures; we’re happy to settle for anything that shows ‘Old and New’.
Well here is a photo I took while at my wife’s, cousin’s wedding. I kept snapping throughout the day which rewarded me with some pretty unusual candid moments.
‘That look’, Exmouth, 2014.
I have been scanning some photos from an old family album, and doing a little digital reparation. This gentleman appears regularly, but as with so many of these photos, alas I have no idea who he is or what his story was. But he looks quite a character, so I thought I might share him with you.
This was taken in the Richmond area of Melbourne, Australia, sometime around the end of the 1800’s as another slightly younger photo of him is dated 1881. Here his is again, slightly older I feel, and with who I assume is his wife.
This week the WPC asks us to: show us what nostalgia means to you — perhaps a moment or scene that makes you feel wistful, happy, sad, or somehow longing for the past. It might be with friends, family, or by yourself — anywhere, anytime of year.
At the end of last year I had been scanning in photos from an old family album, mostly pre and early 1900’s, this project has been on hold since moving house, but hopefully it will be something I return to soon.
I knew I would use one of these photos when the subject was set, but which one. This chap is quite dapper and while I would not change some of the luxuries of today, there is something to be said of the simpler times of the past.
The reverse of the photo is titled “Clarence Hicks – March 1874”, which makes this gentleman a member of my paternal grandmothers family, she was born in 1900, so he must I guess be her Uncle.
And of course this makes me nostalgic for the all to brief time I knew my grandmother for. For her stories of the 1920’s, playing piano for the silent movies, her little sketches, the pasties, stories about her father, and just for the very fact she was the one who stoked the fires of creativity within me.
And so when this project is over, I must find some photos of her.
I have recently started scanning photos from an old family album. It contains photos from 1870 – 1940 of people whom I have no idea who they are, only that they are related to me in some way. They range from photos taken in Birmingham to Melbourne, from Ireland to South Africa, and they all have a tale to tell. They speak to me of times past, lives lived, and enrich my place in the world, for without them I would not be who I am. So over the next year expect quite a few of these people to show their faces.
So first on the list we have this dapper gentleman from Birmingham.
I have no idea who he is, but he is probably a Humphreys, and on close examination of the photograph a 6×10 cm shot, the tie has a weave very similar to one which is in my wardrobe which I was told belonged to my Great grandfather, so who knows.
There is something in his eyes, a sort of haunted look, as if he wants to tell us that something is going to happen.