My friend V gave me a really cool device that converts old slides and film negatives to a digital file. I used it when I was teaching photography and helped a colleague preserve some wonderful pictures of her family.
Tonight I started thinking about my own slides I found while cleaning out a drawer and brought the file converter out. After re-reading the steps to use the converter, I was successful. I won’t do a whole slide show today but wanted to put this 1966 picture up of me with my family. I’m the one on right front (eighth grade) and I am sure my mother and I sewed our fashion choices on the old Singer sewing machine.
Certainly next time I can center the cardboard frame more accurately. I left that exposed pipe in, too. In an upstairs closet, are forgotten metal carousel trays of slides to convert but just did the 24 images tonight.
Once you get a rhythm it doesn’t take too long.
What I’ve noticed is a LOT of the slides I’ve kept for decades are not worth converting into a digital file for posterity.
But did I put them in the trash? Not yet.
Will save some of those treasures for a future post.
Durand, Illinois September 1, 1916
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Throwback Thursday. One of my favorite family photographs. Mark reading while Erika’s holding baby Jack and Anna and Michael. Before Maura was born. We were on a road trip in May 2007, staying at our friend Joanne’s home in Omaha, Nebraska. 782 miles from Columbus to Omaha in the minivan, that’s one way. I sat in the back with the kids and was the Granny Nanny while Mark (and sometimes Erika) attended meetings at a convention. The word of the week this would illustrate might be Exhaustion. Oh, that’s right, they don’t have the word of the week anymore. 🙁
Ceramic figurines seem to speak of yesteryear to me. People might have them in their homes but I wonder how recently they were purchased. Do people still buy these and put them on display? Dust them? I am fascinated by what people collect. Especially when I’m trying to pare down and reduce my “stuff”.
I’ve posted about Hummels and Lladros before. You’ve seen my Royal Doulton Beatrix Potter figurines and ceramic rabbits who knit. Perhaps you’ve inherited a ceramic figurine from a relative who has passed. One thing I know is this-my own grown up children don’t want any of the porcelain or China things I have in my glass door cupboards.
One this large can’t be classified a tchotchke, can it? (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tchotchke)
Urban dictionary says “look around your home and see what a robber probably would not steal.”
Liberty Avenue Window Display