1.23.2008

Life in a Wardrobe

My little sister works for an antiques dealer. When they get containers in from overseas they clean out all pieces of furniture. Sometimes while doing so they find things left by the previous owner (i.e. passports, pictures etc).

Recently, my little sister found 4 full photo albums in a wardrobe from one of the overseas containers. It spans a decade from 1975 to 1985 and shows glimpses into the lives of a couple, their show poodles, and their travels. One entire album (the one with Princess Di on the cover) is devoted entirely to poodles' Dog Shows.

I was most excited by all the Polaroid (old land camera) pictures that were in these albums.



The husband, wife, and poodle:


Travels, people, Polaroids, film photographs:

















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I didn't take any out of the albums, so these are taken with the photos still inside the sleeves, but here are some of my favorites:






























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3 comments:

petya said...

oh wow! those two were VERY adventurous in their travels. the last photo says "slantchev briag", which translates into "sunny beach". it's a little resort town on the black sea in bulgaria. i am from bulgaria, that's how i know ;)

wow again. the number of western tourists to bulgaria during the communist era was heavily controlled by the government...

Anonymous said...

I always find it terribly sad when I find old, abandoned photo albums in antique stores.

The photos were once so important to the people who took them, and then they just end up discarded.

Pencils said...

Recently my husband and I bought a few pieces of Heywood Wakefield from a gentleman selling off the last bits of his parents' estate. On the one hand, he gave us a wonderful deal because he said he wanted to sell them to someone who would love them, as this was the furniture he had grown up with. He knew quite well he could have sold them to a dealer for a lot more money, as he had done so in the past with other pieces (the dining set!) On the other hand, we discovered some personal items in the sideboard, and he never answered us when we offered to mail them back. (The parents' house had been sold and we didn't have his address.)