Posts Tagged ‘family


Wait for Me!

Left Behind.

It’s harder than I remember to be small.


Ooh, Baby Baby!

Hey, Baby!

When I pasted these together in Photoshop, I couldn’t stop thinking of this song. Dorky, I know.

Anyway, my wife held a baby shower for my sister at our house and I grabbed these really quickly before the shindig started.

I hope her husband takes pictures of their child as he or she (They won’t find out who’s coming, which drives me nuts!) grows ’cause nothing’s funnier than seeing who you and your parents used to be.


Along the Same Lines.

This is a LOT older. Like so much older that the little girl in there is now five, I think. Between them and my family, there are now three new children.



Portrait of the Artist.

And the generation before him and after.
Weird Holga-ness.




Isn’t that what it’s all about anyway?
The mom pictured here liked the scans better than the contact sheet I gave her when I shot this series so I went back and pulled a few more. I like this combination and I prefer the border to not having one at all.

It’s funny how cross processed negs on the same roll, shot the same day under the same conditions can look so different. I had to play with the saturation in photoshop to make these come closer to matching. I wonder if printing them (which is how I used to do it) would have been markedly different.

Anyway, here they are:



Speaking from the Past.

My maternal grandfather died shortly before I graduated from college, in 1994. As an interesting side note, I was such a crummy student that he was one of the few people who knew I’d eventually get out. I think it’d tickle him pink (one of his favorite ways of describing things) that I grew up to be a college professor.

My grandfather was a bunch of things in the 79 years he was alive. He’d served in the Army during World War II, he’d been the principal of an elementary school, he’d been on the highly acclaimed Virginia Union basketball team called “The Dream Team,” and he’d been a Mason. The thing that I remember best about him though — not that I remember a lot of the stuff that I mention here — is that he always had his camera around. I’m certain that the first 15 years of my life are well documented through the lightproof boxes he had.

This is what makes this post interesting. Since his death, no one from our family has really been through his photographs. In fact, since my grandmother died a couple of years ago, not many of us have been in the house. On a recent foray, my father found twenty some odd medium format negatives which he gave to me and tasked me with scanning. We looked at them in the kitchen of my folks’ house and speculated on who the people in the images are. I’ve scanned them and I can honestly say I don’t know who any of these people are. I don’t recognize them.

That doesn’t mean that they don’t seem to have really interesting stories, however. I’m planning on printing the lot of the images and giving them back to my mom so that perhaps she can figure out who the people are. Everyone else in her family who might be able to help has died so I’m counting on her.

Anyway, here are a couple.

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UPDATE: My mom and dad have had a look and it turns out that the smiling face second from the left is my grandmother! The only pictures of her I’ve seen are when she must’ve been in her 30s. My parents speculate that she was in high school during these. I can hardly wait to get the prints to my mom.


The Ties That Bind.

I fancy myself a bit of a thinker and when presented with images that people want, I like to think I can come up with neat alternatives to the “ordinary.” This family portrait was one such example.


The client is an art teacher and I knew she’d get a little symbolism if I threw it her way in the photo. As such, this was the first idea I tried and the one, of the entire shoot, that turned out the absolute best. I’d found those headphones on eBay several years ago and, I have to say, I’ve gotten a lot of mileage out of them. I think they’ve appeared in something like a half dozen of my favorite images in the time since I bought them.

Unfortunately, in my brilliance, I processed these negs in chemistry that was 5 degrees warmer than it should have been. To the digitally inclined, or the vastly uninitiated, that sounds like nothing. The truth is the small miscalculation in temperature makes these really hard to print. Mercifully, they’re still pretty easy to scan.


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