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Phound Fotos

About a year and a half back, my wife and I happened upon a box full of photo albums under a metal car port which stands next to Two Jacks Pawn on Highway 62 between Berryville and Eureka Springs, Arkansas. The albums where the palm-sized kind that hold one photo per page. Jack, the proprietor, in addition to running the pawn shop, also owns a storage space business. Some folks put their stuff in storage and when they leave the area and stop paying rent, Jack adds their belongings to his pawn shop stock, and that is how I have seven such palm-sized albums stacked up on my desk.

Meet Our Protagonist

The photographer had framed this as a horizontal composition. It shows our protagonist and his coterie leaning against the back a red pick-up on the left side of the picture. Perhaps the photographer was more interested in capturing an image of his truck, which fills the frame, than he was in the three human figures scrunched up over on the left half of the composition.

Our Protagonist Takes a Hit

Our Protagonist and his hommies allowed themselves to be photographed breaking the law. I'm not sure just when these photos were taken, but I'm fairly confident that neither Our Protagonist nor his mates gave any consideration to the possibility that these candid shots might enjoy an internet-enabled memetic diaspera in a not-so-distant future.

Our Life As Two Dogs

One of the albums seems didicated to the lives of these two dogs. I think at least one of them is a pit bull. I have images of both dogs as puppies, images of them sleeping together, or alone in comical poses, and I have two intriguing photos of the black dog and a very young girl.

Nuclear Family

One album seems devoted to the long-term history of a single family. This image is from 1967. The hand-writing was on the back of the photograph. I don't know if all of these photos came from the same abandoned storage space or what relationships might link the subjects of these seven albums.

Paralea Looney

This last image did not come in an album. Might wife bought it framed (or she was buying the frame which included a place-holder portrait) at a second-hand store. When I took it out of the frame today to scan it, I saw for the first time "Paralea Looney" written in pencil on the back of the photo in a loopy script. My scanner didn't pick up the penciled words.

I have quite a bit more of this stuff. I never formulated the intention to collect a lot of photos of people I don't know. Funny.


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Jan. 10th, 2005 04:30 am (UTC)
There's something very memento mori about having found pictures of others, particularly old ones or those that are obviously personal or candid.

Jan. 10th, 2005 05:33 am (UTC)
"and I have two intriguing photos of the black dog and a very young girl."

that's slightly creepy.
Jan. 10th, 2005 06:05 am (UTC)
I *love* this entry!!! :-)
Jan. 10th, 2005 07:51 am (UTC)
how very cool. I think it's lots of fun to see pictures of other people, and wonder why they took them; what was important about these moments?

It's like robin Williams says in _One Hour Photo_ ... noone takes pictures of moments they don't want to save.
Jan. 10th, 2005 02:11 pm (UTC)
those rock!

there is a whole "found objects" community that I used to look at. Usually lunch lists and love letters, but these photos are fantastic!

I don't know if you saw these or not, but I found two really trippy photos under my old fridge when I was cleaning my apartment in seattle:

Jan. 10th, 2005 03:49 pm (UTC)
I particularly like the one of the doll.
Jan. 10th, 2005 04:02 pm (UTC)
Re: Wild
yeah, it really creeped me out.
Jan. 10th, 2005 06:19 pm (UTC)
Re: Wild
You might share that one with the good folks over at foundphotos.
Jan. 10th, 2005 05:16 pm (UTC)
Very cool! Thanks for sharing this!!
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