His tilted hat and sailor shirt.
Somebody's great great grandfather.
How I would love such a photo of mine.
A few tattered notebook pages found in a box with some mix-matched trinkets. Photographs are plenty at the French brocantes so I shouldn't be surprised by them any more than seeing all the discarded antiques, but I am. Old photographs that were most likely stored and left upstairs in the attic or on the top of a closet shelf. Families come and go and with it, some things were left behind or were displaced after the war.
The pages contain various sizes of black and white photos of one family over several years in starting in 1907.
This photo feels like a painting. I love the shadows playing on the clothes.
Renoir!
A young woman in a beret runs behinds a horse-drawn carriage. A trunk sits on top of the carriage as someone leans out to say good-bye. The note below reads, "1906 Leaving for England."
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