Appreciating Old Things

February 29, 2012  •  Leave a Comment

As a kid I dreamed of being a writer and a photographer. I used to sit at my pretend desk writing pretend stories and signing my name - before I could even write. And I started taking pictures as soon as my grandmother let me get my hands on her box camera. So, I guess it's not surprising I tend to pick up and bring home these things when I run across them at garage sales.

One day I was working at home (doing my day job) and I stood up from the computer to stretch my legs. I noticed a sunbeam shining brightly into our guest bedroom and I picked up my camera and followed it. For a very short time, maybe five minutes, it was like a spotlight on my collection of old things. I shot quickly, put the camera down and went back to work. Dust, dirt and all, I smile when I look at these things.

Dusty keys of an old typewriter.VintageTypewriter-5 An old Polaroid Land camera.OldCamera-8 The ubiquitous Brownie camera.OldCamera-2


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