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Showing posts with label Ada Rogers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ada Rogers. Show all posts

Saturday, November 18, 2023

Then there were more walking...

 

My grandmother Ada Rogers, and my Uncle Jimmy (James) probably around 1932-35. Possibly Fort Worth or San Antonio, TX. James Rogers was born in 1922, and here he must be at least 10 years old.  The Rogers family moved to San Antonio from Fort Worth sometime after Uncle Chauncey graduated from high school in 1931, and by 1934. But remember this was the depression, so jobs were few and far between.

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And even earlier...

Hidden Camera captured 19th century candids on the street.

Carl Størmer (1874-1957) was a young student of mathematics when he purchased his first hidden camera. It was so small that the lens fit through the buttonhole in his vest with a cord that led down to his pocket, allowing him to secretly snap away. In his biography for the Fellows of the Royal Society, he revealed it was actually a secret crush that led him toward photography. “When he was a young man at Oslo University he fell in love with a lady whom he did not know and with whom he was too bashful to become acquainted,” writes his biographer. “Wishing at least to have a picture of her, he decided that this was possible only by taking a photograph of her himself, without her knowing.”








To go with the meme for Sepia Saturday.







Today's quote:

The moment we choose to love we begin to move against domination, against oppression. The moment we choose to love we begin to move towards freedom, to act in ways that liberate ourselves and others.

BELL HOOKS



And what is that called? Photo-bombing!

Monday, October 16, 2023

Movement into still photos

Repost from When I Was 69 blog dated 1/31/19

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 I've already posted some old home movies changed into still photos.

But I'd love to share this one series with you, as prompted by Sepia Saturday this week.

Home movies/transformed again (Repost from January 29, 2015)

My dad started taking home movies in the 40s, with a spring wound Keystone projector.  It took 16 mm rolls of film, but when the roll was finished you'd take it out and insert it again and run it through the camera again, getting two 8-mm runs.  Always doing the switch in a closet so the film didn't get exposed, of course.

We had mainly black and white photos, but there are some surprising ones in color.

My dear son, Russ, took the originals and had Walmart's genius people put them into a DVD and then showed them to all my offspring at my 70th birthday.  It was probably pretty boring, especially with the strange sound background the Walmart guys had added.

So last night I pulled out the video, which hadn't been of any interest for years, and decided it would be nice to transform it into some stills so I could share them (and archive them) here.

Ever try to take pictures of a TV show?  Right...the black bar of death crossed most of the attempts, even when the shot was paused.

No, I didn't want to copy into a video format either.  I may try that sometime, but not yet.

Anyway, out of my attempts, and from the first 12 clips, I did get some good shots, though the originals were a bit fuzzy.  I don't know if this was original resolution, or not having a good TV screen.  And I've since reduced the resolution so I can post them here easily.  Ever notice how long it takes to post 2m photos here?

So I'll give you first a series of clips of my grandparents.





 Ada Swasey Rogers and my grandfather George Elmore Rogers, taken in about 1945.  She was around 59 and he was 68 at that time.





Location is their home in Houston, Texas, which they might have just moved to, as 3 years previously (when I was born) they had lived in San Antonio, TX.

My parents and myself were visiting from Dallas, TX.

Their sons Chauncey and George (my father) were having a good time playing with various cameras, and included catching each other telling stories.  Since the camera wound down after about a minute, they were short stories!  More next time!



I posted a lot more stills from home-movies in the following posts in 2015.

Friday, March 22, 2019

Have a little fun!

Some fun photos come to mind...so I'll share a couple that I can find easily. 

The prompt photo has some folks on a beach kind of standing on one foot and moving toward the water, but they are fully dressed. (below) Just hamming it up.  I thought immediately of one of the photos of my father's family.

From l to r, father George Rogers Sr, son Alec, son Chauncey and son (my father) George Jr. posing as an Indian.  The middle two uncles are making gestures as well, with Alec posing as Napoleon, and I don't know what the thumb raised gesture of Chauncey might be.  But he's also thrust at a balanced pose.


The home at 1201 Woodlawn in San Antonio has a also been mentioned in some of my prior posts.

But I want to include some more of the family, so here's my grandmother, Ada Rogers, walking with her youngest, Jimmy.

This was dated at 1936. I know the Rogers family lived in San Antonio from 1935 to 1942.  Uncle Jimmy was probably 14 when this photo was taken. He joined the Navy in 1941 when he was 19.



And fast forward to 1953, this shot of my mother, Mataley Rogers on L with her eyes closed, walking with Dorothy (Dottie) Rogers, wife of James Rogers taken in Stevens Point, WI.  I like how my father labeled the photo "Leave it to Honey to shut her eyes. It's good of Dottie too."

Thanks for suggesting some  interesting shots related to this photo at Sepia Saturday this week.

"We are dancing along this week with a somewhat odd couple - the girl on the left is brewery heiress Grania Guinness, and the main on the right is Australian actor Cyril Ritchard. The story behind their odd pose has been lost, but that doesn't matter because they are inviting you to share you old photographs: whether they be of dancing, odd poses or anything you like.

Thanks Alan for hosting this meme!