Category Archives: Types of Photographs

The 1920’s detective

The Detective. RPPC. Private Collection.

The Prohibition Era Detective. RPPC. Private Collection.

I brought this photo back to life…it was so torn up and stained, and the focus isn’t quite up to par for a studio photograph, i.e. it has no value in monetary terms…but the subject was worth it!

This photo was part of a lot I got for a few dollars because I was only really interested in one photo, yet when I digitally fixed this one up the gentleman came through.The first thing that popped into my head when I saw him was he looks like a detective or the senior journalist who likes to dig where my bad boy characters would rather he didn’t! Wouldn’t you cast him as such in a movie? The thorn on the side good guy! And this is a gentleman who can rock the mustache with style, don’t you agree?

I love fixing up old and damaged photos, bringing back the otherwise forgotten person back to public view. It feels rewarding in a sense.

RPPC: AZO 2 up 2 down triangles. 1918-1930.


1890s Bohemia

1/6th plate. Private Collection.

1890’s 1/6th plate tintype. Private Collection.

The photographer caught them a bit blurry, but there’s enough here to imagine what these two were like.

They’re posing exactly the same with their beer bottle in one hand and cigar in the other. The young man on the left is wearing a striped black shirt with the white collar and a loud plaid tie he looks to have creatively tied like a small bowtie by the neck! And he’s not wearing the typical waistcoat either, choosing to let his tie do the talking.

And his friend with the black and white striped turtleneck under the coat. They both look unconventional; artists perhaps, or just on the fringe…Maybe a couple. For example, from what I read of Victorian and Edwardian New York, working class men who advertised their homosexuality accessorized with unconventionally loud patterns or colors -checkerboard waistcoats, red ties,etc… I wish I could see these two in color because what looks like black on a tintype could have been any loud color like red or purple.

They both parted their hair in the middle too instead of the typical side part. Whoever they were, what a pair!


Gangster Swagger

1920s Betty & “Kurlie” in front of tavern. Private Collection.

The note on the back says Aunt Betty / ‘Kurlie’ Buair. 1920’s

“Kurlie” with the cigar and flashy smile under the homburg was dressed to the nines!

CLick for larger picture.

Click for larger picture.

The Free Lunch sign tells us these two were in front of (what used to be) a tavern. Since prohibition started January 16, 1920 this either was taken across the Canadian border or they were in the U.S, the sign is outdated and this is now a speakeasy!

Betty is simply dressed and seems a little nervous and camera shy checking out the street! By contrast “Kurlie” the peacock is all too eager to show off for the camera! Oh, and the spats! I’ll bet a whole American dollar this one was a character.


Teens with style

Teens with style. RPPC. Private Collection.

Teens with style. RPPC. Private Collection.

The young gentleman to the left is wearing a layered look with a cardigan between the waistcoat and coat. You’d think I’d encounter more images of gents wearing those this way, but I don’t. This photo was part of a lot of gents posing. At first sight they all look similar, but I always find something interesting in the details. His friend to the right looks like he survived the measles.

Enlarged detail.

Enlarged detail.

I accidentally posted this one instead of saving it as a draft. You get an extra post today.

RPPC: AZO 1907-1918


A lovers’ quarrel

Lovers' Quarrel by Brassai. Paris 1932. Click for larger image.

Lovers’ Quarrel by Brassai. Paris 1932. Click for larger image.

If I had a spare million I’d get this original of Hungarian photographer Gyula Halász, better known as Brassai. The famous Parisian photographer enjoyed catching candids of random people he found at night. This one was taken at “Le Bal Des Quatres Saisons” on Rue de Lappe in Paris, circa 1932.

The young gentleman is none too happy with his wife sitting by his side. He’s got his hands in his pockets, surely of contained frustration. She turned away from him, as if to subtly tell him she’s not backing up or saying she’s sorry.  In the mirror is the reflection of one of their friends facing them.