I finally got a scanner. Maybe the best $150 I’ve ever spent. It came bundled with photo editing software that destroys what I previously had access to. It’s so easy to scan things it’s ridiculous, and the quality keeps on surprising me. A lot of images actually look better once they’ve been scanned, and the ability to zoom in reveals details that were previously hidden. I will probably be posting about ten times more frequently than usual, because now I can add photos! Real photos of me and things that are not lifted from various places on the internet!
The anticipation, she is anticipatory.
Nothing to do with music, but it seems appropriate to me that these should be the first scanned images I post: pictures taken by my grandfather sometime around the 1960s, I think. I’m unsure if this is what Windsor used to look like, or if these were taken in different places as he traveled to acquire fabrics for West & Son, the women’s fabric store that was intended to be a long-running family business but died before I was born.
It’s a very long story. Suffice to say my great grandfather was a very rich, very successful businessman in Prague before he was forced to emigrate to Canada and change his last name to avoid being exterminated when the Germans invaded Czechoslovakia. He owned more than a dozen stores and businesses in his homeland. Sometimes I wonder what it might have been like to grow up in Prague asking women what their bust measurements were so I could hand them the proper fabric.
Anyway, these pictures were taken with an old Polaroid camera. You can click on them for much better detail. They haven’t been retouched at all, and in some places you can see some grain or marks from age, but these pictures completely blow my mind. The man must have had some kind of eye, or the lighting conditions must have been just right, because I haven’t seen many Polaroid pictures from any era that are anywhere near this arresting.
Look at the people’s faces in the second shot. I love the different expressions, especially those of the man in the hat and the woman looking at the fabrics. Check out the detail on the buildings and billboards in the first shot. The advertisement for There’s a Girl in My Soup dates this shot to 1970. These are just a few of the hundreds of fascinating pictures that recently came into my possession. I could look at some of them all day.