The Man In The Chair

Having done no work today and spent most of the time walking into town and back with my friends, talking about girl problems, guys and emos, now avoiding work by writing this. Today is going well, for us all!
Has anyone noticed how much fun it is to walk down the street talking about girl problems rather loud and being quite crude? It really is amusing to watch anyones faces as we walk back look at us in confusion and then you see the look of dawning and then shock. Very funny indeed! Especially when talking about ex-guy friends who don't understand the girl problems fully and you had to explain it to them in "simple" form.
Being a girl is so much fun sometimes!

On to finding something inspirational.
Recently I took a walk into the town near my university and there's this quaint little vintage shop with a room at the back which is just packed full of boxes of old photographs. To think that families haven't wanted to pass down photos of their relatives is really quite sad, but the photographs are just so beautiful. My friend and I spent a good hour or so rooting through the boxes and finding some rather gorgeous photos. I just love the look of them, they're so simple and old.
There's just something really romantic about the past. The way they dressed, the way they were very family oriented and always had family photos taken at some point. Also a lot of the photos were photos of a women and it had writing on the back, a love note or just a note to Nan showing the kids or something. It's just so nice! I know my parents still did this when I was child, sending my school photos to my Nan and things, but its not the same as these photos. Because these weren't just school photos, they were proper set up photographs, costing something just so the Nan can see the kids. It's all very sweet.
So I was going through these photos and found one of a man sat in a chair against a blank background. The specialty of this photo is the fact that he was dressed in World War One gear. And the beauty of the photograph is the chair he was sat on. The chair is so ornate, with detailed swirling carvings. It was just such a perfect photo. But in contrast to the thought that maybe this man had never come back from the war was quite a sad thought. But not to put a dampen on things, this photo was very useful to me for my collection ideas.

xo

Listening to Young Guns.