Africa has style! This image is from a wildlife tour in Kenya, 1970s. The bus had stopped in a village for refreshments and this stylishly dressed woman caught the eye of a tourist. I love the classic, African combination of colors and the jaunty yet sophisticated details of her outfit. I cropped and straightened the
I have no clues as to where and when this awesome scene was captured. Its from a collection of slides circa 1970s, but feels timeless. The landscape and village are dramatically connected to each other – of course the location must have been chosen for a strategic reason but one can’t help admiring the large,
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 pic is dated 1966. Good old gum boots, a cap and tie, what a wonderful outdoor outfit. I reckon a pretty satisfying day could be had pottering around in this patch. Color corrections and sharpness, a blue sky and it looks warmer and brighter. Most welcoming! Before and after. Click for big.
So many holiday resorts have tried – and failed – to mimic this magic. Its a Mykonos sunset, in Greece 1964. This was a delicious job getting the color just right. Before and after. Click for big.
This traditional wooden house is in Skansen Open Air Museum, Stockholm and was photographed in 1964. Consider the notion of time here. The park was created in the 1800’s and this scene probably looked much like this back then, as it probably still does today. For 150 years this has looked the same! While all
This is blurred, but who cares, when we still can appreciate these girls on their way home from a school in Europe somewhere, especially in those gorgeous clothes! Take a moment to look at how they have each styled their outfits. I just love it. This came up so well with a bit of color
Village street, somewhere in England 1966. I am struck by the woman in the front, the way she’s hopping on that bike in one practiced movement, wearing neat white, heeled pumps. This was quite a bit of work, but well worth it. The main job was to lighten the big shadow in the foreground, clean