When I Grow Up
Back in my teen years, during junior high and high school, one of my main interests was photography. I had a photo class every single semester for four years.
Lately I've been going through the hundreds of negatives from those days that have been unseen and untouched for thirty years. Funny how I can take more digital photos in one week now than I did in an entire year back then.
We had to be careful which pictures we actually printed in the darkroom at school. Photo paper was expensive, so I had to be selective. As a result, many of the images I made were entirely forgotten.
Flash forward thirty years and I can now scan these fading negatives quickly and cheaply into my computer. And the pictures I'm seeing are either a delightful surprise or a cringe-worthy reminder of how young I was.
Here's an interesting image of me as a 14-year-old. I believe the class assignment was to envision ourselves as adults in the future. Dig those 70's sideburns! Trouble is, I'm not exactly sure what I thought I was going to be when I grew up. I can only imagine...
Lately I've been going through the hundreds of negatives from those days that have been unseen and untouched for thirty years. Funny how I can take more digital photos in one week now than I did in an entire year back then.
We had to be careful which pictures we actually printed in the darkroom at school. Photo paper was expensive, so I had to be selective. As a result, many of the images I made were entirely forgotten.
Flash forward thirty years and I can now scan these fading negatives quickly and cheaply into my computer. And the pictures I'm seeing are either a delightful surprise or a cringe-worthy reminder of how young I was.
Here's an interesting image of me as a 14-year-old. I believe the class assignment was to envision ourselves as adults in the future. Dig those 70's sideburns! Trouble is, I'm not exactly sure what I thought I was going to be when I grew up. I can only imagine...
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14 Comments:
Possibly a lounge singer??
That picture is great!!!
I was thinking pimp. Or Narc.
Sonny Bono?
That is a 70's "Porno-flick director" look, if I ever saw one!
~Gargoyle~
Possibly a lounge singer??
Hmmmm... Never could sing, although I used to fake it in 9th grade choir.
That is a 70's "Porno-flick director" look
Funny, I had a friend back then who actually went on to be just that! He was the mildest-mannered guy. Sometimes it's just impossible to guess what kids are going to be when they grow up.
Sonny Bono?
Awww, not a young Marlon Brando?!
Forget the sideburns! Check out those mirrored sunglasses! Only Poncherello could get away with those. You definitely look ready to do a turn on one of those 70's police detective shows.
Oh my goodness, you look like a pimp lol
Or a dirty sleazy old man... to dam funny..
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A really creepy Mr. Rogers? Seriously though... it's amazing how close you came.
A really creepy Mr. Rogers?
I knew you'd come through, Jeff.
Actually, I was waiting for somebody to say I looked like a really creepy John-Boy Walton.
I'm sure this is one photo your kids will laugh at until their tears come out! How I wish I had studied photography before..
I was wondering...with the high hair line, did the lounge singer option work out?
with the high hair line, did the lounge singer option work out?
No, the eardrum-shattering singing voice nipped that one in the bud.
You look like a professional poker player.
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