WANT TO HEAR A CRAZY STORY??!! (Yes, one that warrants all caps and two question marks.)
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While we were in Utah for my grandpa’s funeral this summer, I happened upon a box that had Kodak canisters inside. Etched onto the rolls of film were dates: 1955-1956.
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I was so excited imagining what parts of my grandparents’ history were preserved in the grain of each undeveloped, forgotten frame. That is, if anything that old was possibly visible.
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I’m sure you’ve already deduced that not only were the images preserved but in pristine condition!
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Pictured here is my grandmother at 24, a far cry from her ailing 85-year-old body suffering from the advanced stages of Alzheimers. This image of her breathes life into the sadness of her situation, seeing her so young and vibrant.
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When these photos were taken over 60 years ago, I doubt my grandparents realized how precious and meaningful they would become.
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That’s why film is my preferred medium. That’s why I photograph. History. Memories. Meaning. Family.
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~shared by @helloemilywilson