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Here is yet another sweet gift from my friend Ted Stutz of TedBook’s DAILY PICS. As with all of Ted’s gifts, it arrived in the post unexpectedly. I love surprises, but most of all surprise photobooth photos!

Perhaps it is just my fancy, but I do think this lovely lady is the divine actress Meryl Streep. She jumped into a time machine and travelled back to the 1930s. Always a stickler for authenticity, she went there to aid her research into role the of Kate Mundy in Dancing at Lughnasa. Whilst there she couldn’t resist the allure of a local photobooth to appraise her era-appropriate costume and hairstyle.

This photo was taken in the USA on 8 August, 1938. All this beautiful woman needs is a blond dye-job to be Meryl’s spitting image. Do you agree or disagree?

This post is inspired by a series on the blog Tattered and Lost – Vernacular Photography.  Search for Time Traveling Celebrity to see all of the posts in this fun category.

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22 September 2000, Melbourne, Victoria

Another of my guide dog puppies, Vinson was adored by all children, but especially by two, Giosue and Francesco. Their adoration of this dog made giving him up more difficult than usual. Telling them that he would no longer be with me when they came to visit, was heart-breaking, such was their devastation at the news.

Vinson graduated and became a fully fledged guide dog. He was sent to Japan where he had to relearn all his commands in Japanese. Unfortunately he was unable to deal with the noise and frantic pace of life in Tokyo, so he was retired. He was adopted by a family from a smaller city, where, I hope, he lived very happily.

These come from my series Photobooth 41 Year Project. You can see all the posts that document the series by clicking here.

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Pearl. NOT Great Great Aunty Kit Clements.

I sometimes show my photos to others to gauge their first reactions. I am frequently surprised at the comments, and get new insight into my collection. If I see something of a family member in a face or other point of interest to my rellos, I will show them first. The photo, above, is a case in point. I showed it to my mother and asked if it reminded her of anyone. “Aunty Kit”, she said without hesitation. This made me very happy as the only reason I bought this photo was for the resemblance to said Aunt.

On my maternal grandfather’s side of the family there was Great Great Aunty Kit Clements. On my maternal grandmother’s side of the family there was Great Great Aunty Kit MacAteer. Both were christened Katherine. Despite this I was named after neither of them, sadly. Mum and Dad say they just liked the name Katherine. (Luckily, so do I).

Whenever I think about Great Aunts, I think of P.G. Wodehouse and have a wee chuckle to myself.

Aunt Agatha is like an elephant—not so much to look at, for in appearance she resembles more a well-bred vulture, but because she never forgets.

When news had reached me through well-informed channels that my Aunt Agatha for many years a widow, or derelict, as I believed it is called, was about to take another pop at matrimony, my first emotion, as was natural in the circumstances, had been a gentle pity for the unfortunate goop slated to step up the aisle with her – she, as you are aware, being my tough aunt, the one who eats broken bottles and conducts human sacrifices by the light of the full moon.

Neither of my Great Aunts were so ferocious, but neither were they faint-hearted ladies. Kit MacAteer was a cook at Freer’s Hotel in Moray Street, South Melbourne ( for hotel, read respectable public house) and helped her sister (who owned the hotel), bring up my grandmother and her brother when the children’s father died.  Kit Clements was forced to give up an “unsuitable match” to care for her invalid mother. Neither woman married, which may have been a great sadness to them, but it meant they were very close to their nieces and nephews, great nieces and nephews and where longevity allowed, great great nieces and nephews!

This photo is from the USA and is dated 14 November, 1949. The sitters name is Pearl. She looks like a darling.

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My friend John, assisted by his able friend Zeus, did the above animation of Ted’s Girl, Gail for me. John has a  fab photo site Vegas Valley PhotoIt is great fun to browse through for an eclectic photographic take on on the desert and environs.

Thanks John and Zeus!

Two of the frames are the same but John and Zeus left them both in, as they are the same photos I published on my blog. When doing the post, I did wondered if I’d uploaded the same photo twice. I am getting very confused about what I have done or haven’t done, photobooth pic wise . . .

 

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Portrait of John’s loyal assistant.

 

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8 July 2000, Melbourne, Victoria

This is Grant and I in a rare Polaroid photobooth photo. He was one of my ‘respite care’ guide dog puppies. Being a black dog on a dark background, he isn’t too easy to see, but he was a very handsome boy.

Due to my failing health and the commitments of my business, I was no longer able to raise pups full-time. I took in trainees who had been injured, had had an operation or suffered from some other issue that meant they needed time to rest. Hopefully they would then be fit enough to return to their training.

The day after this photo was taken Grant was ‘decommissioned’ by Guide Dogs Victoria due to an unresolved issue which precluded him from completing his training. I believe he went back to his original puppy raising family.

I have no recollection of the location of this booth, not having made a note of it at the time. However, I suspect it was at Chadstone Shopping Centre in Melbourne. There were four photos in the original set.

These come from my series Photobooth 41 Year Project. You can see all the posts that document the series by clicking here.

 

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I think this is the only photobooth photo I have where the subject is winking. The wink alone might have been enough to make me buy this photo, but this gent’s eyeliner, long hair and his comical, too-small, hat added to its appeal.

There is something about this photo that says “carnival” to me. I can imagine this bloke spruiking for business on any one of the sideshow games of chance and skill. I also think he is quite the cutie, but I have always had dubious taste in men.


I bought this and two other original photobooth display panels from the USA. They date to the late 1960s. These would have been placed on the sides of the booth to show off the quality of the images you could make of yourself. None of the strips are true booth photos, having been copied from the originals for use in multiple locations. As there is some overlap in the models and photographs used, I have chosen this, the best one, to share with you.

I wonder where the booth was located, as none of the models were male? I guess it could have been in an area dominated by hairdressing salons or another type of business with a predominantly female clientele. I love the variety of classic 60s hair and make-up styles.

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