When was the last time you looked at a photograph and it brought back a powerful memory?
I’d say it was a frequent occurrence, and one we take for granted.
It’s only when life takes unexpected twists and turns that we really appreciate the power of the printed photograph and how it tells the narrative of our lives.
Photography began over 100 years ago using the science of the simple pinhole camera to capture an image onto a chemically coated light-sensitive piece of paper, processed through different chemicals to ‘fix’ it for eternity. How clever is that?!
We all know photography has evolved to where we are now – to the simplicity of the touch of a button on a smartphone, to an instant memory that can be shared anywhere on earth (within reason) in a split second! Now that is clever !!
My point is – without this wonderful means of freezing time, just how would future generations see how we lived – the clothes we wore, our food, our faces, our social history and so, so much more…
Over the past few weeks, having just lost my mother, I have been delving into my own archives to relive my childhood and what a wonderful journey it is proving to be.
As a child I used to love rummaging through old family suitcases of black and white photographs, it intrigued me to see the life my parents lived before I was born and to understand even more about my Greek-Cypriot heritage.
Hopefully it won’t be too long before we are allowed to reconnect with each other to create many more memories to reflect on as we approach springtime and the wonderful woodlands filled with bluebells, a perfect location for photo-shoots!
This link to our restoration and copying page tells you more.
Thanks
Stella
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