The older you are, the more likely you are to mull over old times. Photographs can help as you travel back into days long forgotten.
In 2018, I turned 60, my wife turned 65, my mother turned 85, an aunt and an uncle passed away, and our first granddaughter was born. All are signs that the clock is moving faster and faster.
A few months ago, I found a box of old family photographs buried in the back of a cupboard at my mother’s home. This series reconstructs, photographically, what my childhood years were like during the time I lived in Baltimore. For this I have selected, scanned and processed a number of the old photographs that were found in my mother's cupboard.
Everyone seems to be smiling in these old photos, and I suppose its best to remember one's early years as a series of smile-evoking events.
If you'd like to see the full series, download the PDF catalogue by clicking here.