Taking a break from other hand held technology, we took a peek into daddy's childhood the old fashioned way, with a slide viewer.
Slides cast a different kind of spell than instagram or videos. First of all, the technology itself almost asks you to climb right into a box marked 1973. I really like the way the light shines through the images and draws you into a backyard 40 years ago. The balloons bob along the ceiling of a kid's birthday. The people line up at a potluck in a church basement. Someone's childhood is documented in such a simple wordless, private way. They are not catalogued images, available to anyone. They are closed up in a cardboard box for someone to stumble on, to discover.
Slides cast a different kind of spell than instagram or videos. First of all, the technology itself almost asks you to climb right into a box marked 1973. I really like the way the light shines through the images and draws you into a backyard 40 years ago. The balloons bob along the ceiling of a kid's birthday. The people line up at a potluck in a church basement. Someone's childhood is documented in such a simple wordless, private way. They are not catalogued images, available to anyone. They are closed up in a cardboard box for someone to stumble on, to discover.
i'm driven insane by boxes of slides, myself. the sheer numbers of sliding piles...
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