Wednesday, July 27, 2011

be still my vintage heart...

Maybe it was all those long afternoons on the farm, sitting aside my grandpa and his photo albums. Maybe it's the desire to time travel back and be a fly on the wall of my ancestor's lives. Maybe.

I have always adored the rustic old frames that hung on my grandfather's walls. I asked time and time again (even though I knew it by heart) who each of the people were and how they were my kin. I finally got it in my head to put together a frame to mimic the originals...
(excuse my reflection)
With un-uniformed photo sizes from the early 1900's it would have been a nightmare to recreate the photos in size, so I did the best I could...
...and kind of wishing I didn't use the white matting, but the ancestral faces will make me smile each time I see them, no doubt.

2 comments:

Pam said...

love it, and I like the white mat:)

Oh, we used an actual photo booth;) At the movie theater when we saw Winne the Pooh;)

Mrs. Weddle said...

the white matte on all the photos does kinda kill the look for me too. but its still way cool :) ... it really wouldn't be that hard to master the multi size mattes, just alot of what i call prep time, setting up each individual photo and then placing in onto the big one ... kinda old school in that way as its proably what they did with the orginal :)