Oh whoa. The violin that Wallace Hartley was playing Nearer my God to Thee on while the Titanic was sinking has been found. After the ship sunk, he used it to float on. The violin was discovered only by chance when the son of an amateur musician found it in his attic. It was given to his mother by her violin teacher and was left gathering dust.
Is this turning into a Bellocq-blog? I’d be ok with it if it did. Well, here we go, haven’t looked at these pictures in a few weeks. The above is my ultimate favorite. If only Storyville was still around, with their blue books (the lady of the night directory–so organized).
I like how he leaves the backdrop visible as a backdrop.
Can you imagine what other images he made that we’ll never see? Like the images of New Orleans’ Chinatown opium dens? Thanks Bellocq for being an amazing photographer and for letting the ladies be real people, thanks ladies for sitting for these portraits, and thanks Lee Friedlander for finding Bellocq’s remaining negatives and helping them to live on.
I have a thing for good storefronts, in real life and in pictures.
I hope the country doesn’t get so cleaned up that there’s no good junk shops or quirk anymore.
Find these photos and more at the Farm Security Administration-Office of War Information Collection
Check out this Vintage Spirit Photography gallery on Flickr!
What are you up to now? Waltham Mass. will become The International Steampunk City for a weekend in May. Why? To raise money for the Charles River Museum of Industry, who’s sporting a new exhibit sponsored by Steampuffin: Steampunk, Form & Function, and an Exhibition of Innovation, Invention and Gadgetry. The money is to help them recover from flood damage.
I hope these steampunk people pack a lot of cash in their trunks or whatever they travel with. Also, I’m slightly embarrassed to say that I sort of like the aesthetic of steampunk stuff–especially the interior decorations. I like old stuff.
What? This is extremely weird, but I guess it makes sense. When people wanted tintypes of their kids, they would sometimes be in the picture, but with a sheet over their heads, or their faces scratched out Bellocq-style. Then the photographer would matte the photo with only the kids’ faces, without all the wierdness. Here are a bunch of these hidden mother tintypes.
Sergey Larenkov Photoshops photos from WWII into contemporary photos in the same places. I really love when people use place and photos of place over a timespan. Images from Prague, Berlin, Leningrad show the darker side of these places. I’m not really a fan of Photoshop, but if it can do this, it’s ok I guess.
These are like one of my favorites: Shimon Attie, who projects slides onto buildings of what the place looked like decades ago, often during WWII.