I love old photographs. As a kid I would find great joy scouring through my parents box of photograohs from before us kids existed. The south of France, South Africa, surfing holidays in their camper van, Piha beach in all its glory. My dad was an avid photographer, always seen with camera in tow, we were lucky in that respect as we have great coverage from his late twenties up to the point where we left home. Slideshow squares, soft lit, rounded-square photographs from the 70’s, the small, rectangle sized photographs of the 90’s, birthday parties, holidays at the beach, first day of highschool, it is all documented.
I like the way you can physically hold them, they were developed in these days not kept on your mac for no one to see until your computer crashes and then you miss the images. I guess that is the same feeling I have with the on going negotiations on print vs online media. I just don’t think you can replace the feeling of taking home a new magazine, a fresh glossy paper to flick through over a cup of hot tea. The computer screen is just never going to be the same, even if they do add those horrible ‘flick the page over’ buttons in the corners…
Anyway, back to the point of this post-
These two images are from the Satorialist’s vintage photo contest he is currently holding through his website. I absolutely love the above image. It is taken in the 1950’s on a road trip from Texas to Tennessee by Scott Schuman’s Papa, Henry Beck, of whom you can see in the reflection of the mirror. Her name is Charlene Beck and as Schuman puts it; ‘a cross between Rosie the Riveter and Bonnie Parker’.
The below image is ‘Papa Joe’. Scott Schuman’s boyfriend’s grandfather. You can look through the other ones he has put up from his contributing audience. I guess there will be a winner at the end? Im rooting for ‘The Shot’ of Miss Charlene Beck.
Papa Joe has more steeze than twenty 2010 hipsters. I have never seen polka dots rocked with so much muscle. 'Dafukouttahere!!!