Recent Musings. . .

Photographic goods are magical.  You can imagine what the person trapped under glass or resin or in fabric was thinking when the photo was taken, like, “Was that a rat that just ran over my foot?” Or, “Will the crops come in?” or even, “Who’s that holding my wife’s hand?”  Risque vintage photos are funny because the people in them are clearly unaware of just how long images can last.  Their naive joy would surely evaporate if they knew they’d end up on a belt buckle on their great-grandson’s jeans as he plays heavy metal guitar. So just remember, whenever someone takes a snap of you, be sure you won’t mind if it ends up in 2050 on some kid’s lunchbox or tucked into an old book found at the Strand.