I love to haunt old thrift stores and antique shops, my main objective is old anonymous photography. It’s easy to let your imagination wander with some of the pictures and begin fabricating a story using the visual clues. Some of the photographs have some writing on them, usually though there’s only enough of it to remind those who were familiar with image of the who, what, and where. Sometimes I’ll find a photo-album and get a little more of the story behind a particular picture I like, but most of them are single and a complete mystery. Those are the ones I like the most. There’s nothing but questions and a very limited source of information to provide the answers.
There’s a great web site called Look at Me that takes submissions of found photography. At this writing, there are 616 photographs that, as they state on their site, “are without connection to the people they show, or the photographer who took them.” A very poignant thought to be sure. I think if anything, this type of collection and the effort to preserve these memories speaks to how cool humanity can be and how important we all are, or were at one point in life.
The image I’ve chosen to submit for this entry is one of my favorites that I’ve collected. With all the effort and chaos that surround the driver of the car, all he’s interested in is the pretty woman. A classic moment in time.
