Showing posts with label Beth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beth. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Career Goal 1960

This was just too fun. Taking three somewhat random photographs and grouping them like this.....fun.

Technically, my career goal of Cowgirl began before 1960. I got the red and black outfit in the middle picture for Christmas 1959. The other pictures were from 1960. I would have been 5. Frighteningly, that was 50 years ago. 50!!??! How crazy is that?


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Monday, February 1, 2010

Dunn Funeral Home Album Pages

It's taken a while, but this is the kind of thing I've had in mind to do with the digital images. These layouts are 8 x10's, which I uploaded to Costco, and printed with a "lustre" finish. Then I simply inserted them into my album. (I'm using an 8 x 10 Itoya Profolio, but any 8 x 10 album would work beautifully)

I plan to use the same background, with variations, for each layout. Hope you like it!!!

(PS I realize these first pages have much more of me in them and not as much of you. However, these places are also part of your history - even if you were little and don't remember them. Be patient. I'll work my way into more "contemporary" pictures and layouts.....)



Friday, January 15, 2010

Face the Sun

The expressions on our faces make me laugh every time I look at this picture. Seems it was a photographic rule to line people up and have them face the sun. Good for squinting! You all crack me up! And why am I not squinting, too? I'm guessing it's because my eyes are totally closed!



We are at Grandma and Grandpa's. You can tell by the fence in the background and the white Adirondack chair. What you may not know is that Daddy and Grandpa made those chairs. You also may not know that Daddy and Grandpa built the house, too. I'm not sure how much of the house and store they built, but I have some recollection of Daddy telling me about building it.

This picture was probably taken with Daddy's first Polaroid camera. The scratches on the pictures look like what would have happened when the undeveloped picture was removed from the camera. I chose not to fix those scratches - I like them - adds character.


Somehow I've wound up with all of Daddy's cameras. Tuesday I took pictures of them. I thought it would add interest (at least for me) to have a visual image of the cameras that captured us at different stages of life. I also have the camera Grandma used. And my first camera, too.