Many of the photos taken of my family before 1950 were most likely shot with a Kodak Brownie box camera.
The Brownie is an unassuming black box, inexpensive, easy to use, at the time a cutting edge consumer camera. I don’t suppose it’s an original thought but I think of that box camera as a time machine
These pictures are a portal in time, to familiar faces and the world they lived in.
I am trying to capture this connection on film.
In practice the light would be going into the lens to expose the film, but I wanted a light shining out.
The light is us looking into the past; the viewers the people who captured these images once imagined.
I found these images that I guess were probably taken by my Uncle Clark, Uncle Malcolm, or Aunt Marge when they were children.
These pictures aren’t framed or posed like the rest, they seem to me to pictures I would have taken as a child.
Did they take these pictures without asking? Perhaps they were granted the privilege of taking some snaps to complete a roll of film?
As an adult my Uncle Clark always had a camera with him, and would regularly remind us to “write on the back of those pictures, if you don’t nobody will remember who the heck is in them.”