As part of an effort to clean up the appalling mess that is my sad home office, I decided to go back through the massive pile of pre-digital photos I've taken, sort through them, scan the ones worth keeping/sharing, and destroy the originals thus freeing up valuable space. "Destroy them?", I hear you cry. Well, no one has so far applied for the job of curator of the Charlie Marsh Museum, so when I peg out, they're all going to get binned anyway. This way, at least, those with any interest in seeing them will have an opportunity to do so. Over the next few years (yes, I think it'll take that long), I'll add headings and image sets to this page as I sort through the collection. Eventually, I imagine that I'll have a section for every year from 1978 to 2002 and, where appropriate, sections devoted to specific events for which a sufficient number of decent photos exist. I've tried to preserve the wonky color balance in the images - they have an aged quality that I rather like.
So, I believe this is the first roll of film I ever took. Dad gave me one of his Minolta SRT101 SLR cameras that year and this was the inaugural roll of film. Mom and I went to visit Uncle Charlie and Aunt Anita where they lived in (I think) Fort Lauderdale. While there, we visited an exotic car showroom where I took several photos of a Lotus Esprit S2.
I honestly can't remember the circumstances of this Vermont trip. I remember taking the photos but not whether any other members of the family were present. The images at the swingset were taken at the Historical Society building in West Newbury. Mom and John and I went to Martha's Vineyard and Boston together that Summer.
I attended The University of Virginia from the Fall of 1980 to the Spring of 1984. What a wonderful time - I studied art, French, computer science, and music. In my fourth year I had the privilege of living in one of the rooms on the Lawn in Central Grounds. These photos (so far) are of some sort of convocation late in my fourth year - perhaps the day before graduation? I can't remember.
Here are some photos from when family members came to visit for a concerto competition concert I was in.
Another year, another round of croquet games in the yard in McLean. Included is one of Uncle David on which I based a pen and ink drawing. Good times.
Another event for which I ordered multiple prints and then never sent them to the people who should have received them. What is (was) wrong with me? Unfortunately, the pictures I took of the happy couple didn't turn out terribly well - of course, they had all the photos from their official photographer. I did manage to get a few fun snaps of some of the guests.
We went on family friend vacations several times to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. If I have the date right, Emily would have been less than a year old. I wonder if this is one of the years in which we stayed at the house called "Pharaoh's Delight". No pictures of the wild horses this time around - I must have pictures from some of the other years as well.
I vaguely remember this round of croquet images. I always felt there was something very elegant about drinking wine or a cocktail while playing a game or walking in the garden. I don't remember anything at ALL about the shots of Carolyn, Emily, and John in the playground. That's one of the joys of this process: rediscovering life episodes.
I distinctly remember this day. I think it was around this time that I decided to move to Milwaukee. It was also the time (the same day?) when Nora moved out to California. The panoramic shot of the "temple" composed of former U.S. Capitol columns I only just stitched together in Photoshop, a technology not available at the time.
This packet of photos contained multiple prints - I evidently had intended to share copies with the Morrises and others, but didn't get around to it. Only thirty years late.
I have fond memories of the many croquet games we played at the McLean house. I can only estimate that this game was from 1992 - there's no date on the packaging. The photos of Corinne and Emily were on the same roll.