Doubly foreign: vintage photographic souvenirs
If the past is another country, then the past of another country might be doubly foreign, I guess. When I travel overseas I'm naturally drawn to flea markets and vintage stores and among the things I like to buy are photographs and negatives. In dusty cabinets in old stores, on cluttered blankets on the ground at flea markets, at fetes and village yard sale days I hope to see them: tatty paper pouches of old negs and snapshots, cardboard boxes full of glass plate negs or old photo albums. Sometimes particular photo albums excite me enough…
