Possibly one of the sexiest images in my collection so far. The well-dressed people – suited men hugging in a group, woman walking tossing her luscious hair – pointed shoes all round, and the context of the park with its deep shadows and old walls. It’s Italy – Europe at its most exotic – in
From a collection of late 1950’s slides comes this gorgeous, romantic scene. Its formal, yet relaxed, and oh so beautiful. I love the group in the foreground – their smart-casual outfits and relaxed posture. The ornate chairs, glistening water, boating parties, large trees and monument are a fantasy of ‘genteel travel’ that still exists now.
The date is 1966 and that’s all we know about this old row. I love the forecourt with its flowerpots, hunks of wood and washing line. Mom and kids perch on a doorstep; this is their everyday life. The buildings are dilapidated but ornate with their broken plaster, old clay brick, and richly colored, fading
This image of a gritty Florence, with its dark, brooding sky and old walls, was taken in the late 1950s. I visited Florence in the nineties but was disappointed. It was unfriendly, big and dirty. I had a bad cold and spent the day alone at the hostel where I was staying (as there was
Belgium or Holland, 1970’s. With a little speculation I can figure out what is happening in this scene. The 3 old people were driving past Der Vliegend Tapijt (The Flying Carpet) restaurant when their blue car broke down. Now it’s up on a jack and someone is fixing it but, oh dear, its going to
Such a beautiful, compelling image from Italy in the late 1950s. These two twin girls, with their short black hair, matching outfits and bags are almost too much to believe, especially in that setting. I increased the drama by deepening the darkness of the trees and brightening the foreground. I also removed the blurred boy
I came across a little stash of slides taken on a trip to Italy in the late 1950s. Here is the first of many treasures. The traveler was in Rome and Florence but I have been unable to confirm the location of this building. Somewhere in a small, rustic courtyard stands this lavish, almost silly
My guess is that this is in Belgium or Holland in the 1970s. A rather polite looking teacher’s protest, whether school or university teachers I’m not sure. I haven’t had it translated yet and hope someone will see this and help me out! A nicely composed shot, quickly snapped. The old slide was quite clean
Car Park No. 1 at London Airport (now called Heathrow) in May 1959. British bubble cars are pretty cool. I also have a thing for bland urban spaces, between here and nowhere, cement and serene. What a lovely example this one is, and I literally pulled it out of a plastic shopping bag at random.
Men wait on a harbour quay somewhere in 1963. A radical straightening was needed, then recoloring and sharpening. I find that many seaside and harbor snapshots, with a lot of blue in them, turn quite magenta over time. Recoloring brings them back to life. Before and after. Click for big.
A tour party in Delphi, Greece, 1964. I like how the people are dressed. They’re mainly paying good attention to their guide, with only a few loungers on the side. This looks like the ruins of the Temple of Apollo. The site was trashed by ‘zealous Christians’ in 390 AD in an attempt to destroy
Photographed in 1964, these statues of Greek heroes stood in the museum at Delphi, in Greece, and probably still do. Their noses and penises have unfortunately been removed by vandals at some time in the past. I love the way the two women stand in their shadow, such lesser beings, despite being alive. This cleaned
A row of florist shops in Athens, 1964. I like the way the men perch on the pavement and read their papers, it must have been quite companionable. I wonder what that big wreath with the palm leaves was for. Brightening and recoloring was needed to make this look like a happy early morning scene
These leisure and sailing boats are clustered in a small, traditional harbor on the Gulf of Naples, Italy in 1966. In the background is the ‘Transatlantico Ristorante’, which still exists, although it was undoubtedly more romantic in this era than the generic, whitewashed place it has turned into now. Recoloring of this image was necessary