Letters

“Your word travels the entirety of space and reaches my cells which are my stars then goes to yours which are my light.” – Frida Kahlo

By on February 21, 2018

From Frida to Diego, Virginia to Vita, Oscar to Alfred – some of the greatest romances in history have been spared extinction thanks to the letters they shared. Famous in one family tree and equally as valuable, another set of letters has been preserved for future branches to grow from and admire.

This project was a gift on many levels. Initiated by a client on behalf of her husband who was the sole holder of his family’s vast collection of photos, memorabilia, and letters, and who has five other siblings interested in sharing it. My client’s mother-in-law had done a wonderful job of saving, labeling and dating her collection which included the devoted correspondence of her father and mother while he was away during World War II and she a young girl.

My client took the initiative to start the process of scanning and archiving everything with Doorstep Digital. Designing the book was straightforward in nature and it was fun to utilize the large assortment of saved stamps, as well as the few photos from the time frame of the letters.

The book was produced through Shutterfly utilizing their lay-flat pages, making the finished book sturdy. It was completed and delivered in time for Christmas and received with grateful tears.

Top Left: Back Cover featuring a post card Christmas card. Top Right: First page, dating photos. Bottom: pages 4 & 5, new baby photos.
Top: Pages 8 & 9 feature letters from father at war. Bottom left: Page 12 is an example of some of the beautiful stamps from the couple’s correspondence. Bottom right: Photos sent to father with a note from him with his lovely sign off, ‘All my love to you sweetheart.’

I look forward to working over my own family’s collection of letters soon. Particularly my Grandfather’s letters to his parents when he left for the Navy, and my father’s to his parents when he followed suit. The details written in letters are often not the same shared in conversation, so I find letters to reveal much more than the stories shared through the years.

The minutiae of daily life takes on a meditative quality for both reader and author. Patience is required to collect thoughts and practice cursive, and that patience is transferred when the receiver sits with these thoughts, slowly interpreting another’s penmanship. A shared experience in different times and separate worlds, letters become lasting gestures of love and friendship.

In an attempt to temper the tyranny of time, may I offer – write a letter. Your efforts will not be lost on the receiver. Or those who find your letters generations later.

 

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Time

“Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years.” – Ausonius

By on February 7, 2018
Chicago might just be my new favorite city, 6º temps couldn’t deter my enthusiasm

I’ve recently returned from a week in Chicago’s 20º winter, working with Doorstep Digital to scan and archive a collection of photos dating back to the late 1800’s. Our client’s father is facing serious health issues and hired us to digitize her family’s extensive collection of photos to share with him.

Scanning in and of itself can tend towards rote work, but choosing albums with the oldest images made for a wonderfully engaging experience. The rich sepia tones of these photos created from cameras in their earliest inception could hold their own in the Art Institute of Chicago’s photography collection. Their family is of German-Jewish decent and the women and men who held audience in front of the lens are thoroughly romanticized by this humble designer-turned-scan technician.

One set of eyes belonging to a young girl cast a particularly mesmerizing spell. I watched her grow from a curly haired, round faced, doll-like creature into a studious youth, on to a young bride and into motherhood. Her transformation was extraordinary. Her youthful beauty begat itself in her two daughters and as she aged into grandparenthood and even great-grandparenthood, I found myself very much smitten with her and this rare and wonderful slice of her life.

Her eyes, once framed with the supple, plump skin of childhood, now floated in the loose wrinkles of a wise woman who has bared a life rich with love, struggle, changing times, and growing family. How I wish I could hear her stories, know her details, her laugh, hold her hands.

When her youngest daughter was nineteen, she met and fell in love with a stunning young man of 22 years and soon they were married. They became adults together as their romance flourished in front of me. Photos are kept because they highlight what we want to see and remember, so I didn’t expect to see their hardships or strife, but I also didn’t expect to see this husband’s constant admiration of his wife. In every image – starting on a beach honeymoon, his body language spoke only to her, as if she were true north and he a dedicated mariner.

A testament to their love is the closeness of the family they created. We scanned through their babies, their children, their teenagers, the weddings of their young adult children, and their grandchildren. Their daughter was our client.

Time ebbs and flows according to our awareness of it. Watch a clock during dull or painful times and minutes become hours. Travel to a new country or sit with an old friend and the reverse happens. Any amount of time spent deeply engaged in a meaningful activity eventually becomes unquantifiable. Can this be true with an entire life?

What took decades to live and photograph, took just four days to scan and archive. From introduction to exit, from seed to bristlecone pine, from her eyes to mine, life plays out like waves of an ocean. Constant in it’s changing, beginnings and endings a part of the same motion. Comfort comes in the gratitude we acknowledge in any given moment.

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