On an unseasonably warm spring day in 1913, the Westfall Drugstore on Main Street received a special delivery from Kodak in Rochester, N.Y. — a brand-new “Vest Pocket Kodak” that had wowed customers since it was introduced the prior year.
They took some pictures and put them back in the camera. Then they put the camera in a time capsule.
Related, from the Guardian:
On a spring morning in 1912, a man with a tripod and a heavy camera walked out of Liverpool Street station and into the heart of London's East End, capturing the children playing with hoops and skipping ropes, the busy shoppers, the pubs, the horse-drawn delivery carts competing with lorries, the tailors promising individual garments at wholesale prices in an area famous for centuries for textile workers, a now vanished world. He then went home to his new photographic studio at Brightlingsea in Essex, and vanished from history.
Now his work is being shown for the first time in 60s years. But is it art? The article notes that he doesn’t seem interested in the people milling around; he seems to be more concerned with the buildings. Perhaps because he was a real-estate photographer. It’s a venerable trade.
Speaking of old pictures: while poking around the Library of Congress archives the other day, I came across this:
That's right: It’s the Minneapolis delegation. Wonder if anyone in the picture has a relative living in town today? I’d bet on it. I’d bet one of them hits startribune.com today.
SCIENCE! Mount Sharp at the Junda Outcrop! Tanaka, when the walls fell! A panorama from robot on Mars.
More here, including a 3D version.
MOVIES Somehow this became an new art form: movie posters for old movies. The “minimalist” ones get a bit tiresome. Laurent Durieux is taking another approach, which this site calls “Retro-Futuristic.” I’ve no idea what that means,, but they’re good. Name the movie:
Correct! Now, the worst news of the day: Michael Bay’s production company is remaking “The Birds.”