anonymous


anonymous and photography03 Nov 2007 02:55 pm

A few weeks back, I was on a day trip to Northern Massachusetts, on a road I’ve traveled quite a bit. There’s an antique store that I had passed at least a dozen times, but had never stopped at. From the front, the only discerning feature that sets this particular store apart from the rest, is the sign advertising that they also have a cafe and sell ice cream.

And why hadn’t I stopped here before?

So, on that day, a few weeks back, not particularly burdened with having to get somewhere, I stopped. And though ice cream was on my mind, that idea quickly melted away (you like how I threw that in, ice cream…melting away? Get it?) Anyway, once I saw the glorious stack of anonymous photographs, any thought of anything else became secondary.

Stores like this are treasure troves for the history of a place. Most of the time, when I find a collection of old photographs, they detail the past of the area where the store is located. And in this case, it’s Orange, Massachusetts. And today’s entry comes to us courtesy of G. H. Thompson, Photographer, 6 South Main Street.

So I guess it’s not really anonymous now, is it? Well semantics aside, according to the notations on the back, this image of Ms. Jennison was taken in 1886.

1886! It also says she was 67 years of age at the time, which puts her birth at 1819. I haven’t been able to find anything else with regard to either the photographer or his subject. All I have, is this moment captured 121 years ago. A moment that shows us a woman who more than likely didn’t take no jive. God bless you Mr. Jennison, wherever you may be, and rest assured Mr. Thompson, I’ll treasure your work.

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anonymous and photography07 May 2007 04:22 pm

For almost three weeks now, I’ve had the opportunity to chill in California, do some work, be with friends, be creative. Before I left Boston, I took a few images that I wanted to post to this space. In a bout of up-to-the-last-minute packing, I grabbed mostly Holga stuff and some of the anonymous. This image I took specifically because I was going to be back in California.

When I look at this shot, all I can think of is that these people were pros. Here are the fore-bearers of the chill generation doing what they do best. Look at that tan. I make up a story about this being a snap shot of a few hall-of-famers in the locker room before the mixed-doubles championship.

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anonymous and photography13 Apr 2007 10:02 am

When I first saw this little gem (original print is something like 1″ x 1″) the only thing I really noticed was the ship and that it seemed to have been forced to run ashore. I imagine the night before there was a nasty storm, and as the saying goes…

And so the questions begin. Did the two boys just happen upon the beach to find the cargo ship from…where? Africa? Italy? Greece? I can’t see any flag, was it lowered on purpose? Was this common or the event everyone in the village talked about for years afterward? How did the ship end up there and did it ever manage to pull itself out? Was an ancestor of Joseph Hazelwood at the helm?

But my favorite question has to do with the photographer. Where was that train headed?

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anonymous and photography28 Mar 2007 01:38 pm

Did this gentleman survive the war? Or was this his last photo? Was it sent to a wife waiting at home? To his mother? What did the letter have to say that accompanied the photograph?

As far as I can tell he was an unlisted infantryman in either the Army or Marines. Just another foot soldier, yet…

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anonymous and photography06 Mar 2007 06:45 pm

Holy hot damn. I just finished a move, that in all practical senses should have been very easy, but in reality was worse than a root canal. I won’t bore you with the specifics, but suffice to say, Verizon DSL is not a great way to spend a buck. And in fact, they are the reason it’s been weeks since I’ve been able to log on and post. I promise a greater effort tomorrow after I’ve had a chance to rest and recuperate from the phone trauma I’ve just endured trying to get DSL service. Per chance, does anyone know the record for hours on hold?

In the meantime I wanted to get a new image up and I’ll add to the Anonymous thread and post the very first image I bought. All I know about this one is that it’s taken in front of the Sacred Heart Church in Muskegon, Michigan in 1948. A very different world indeed.

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