I was having a browse on trade me (NZ's version of ebay) the other day when I came upon these stray black-and-white photos for sale. I don't know why, but I felt straight away that I had to buy them and so I did. Something about them seemed sad to me. It must be to do with the fact that family photos are usually treasured and kept safe, but somehow these ones lost their way and the people to look at them and say 'look, there's great-aunt Margaret when she was a baby.'
So I dug out an old photo album that wasn't being used and have pressed the pictures into it. And given them titles, as per the handwriting on the back of the photographs. The first one is called 'Stan and Margaret at the beach.' I love Stan's upright pose, so formal and responsible. The next photo was simply labelled 'At Whare Flat' which is a place in Dunedin. I like the expressions on their faces. And the last photo is for my friend who collects old dolls. It's of a small girl pushing a doll in a tiny pram. I think that was in the days before housepaint was affordable, and she's wearing a scratchy school uniform but she looks quite happy.