Today chouchous I’ve got a special treat for you. I came back from my favourite flea market with three old photo albums. Man they were heavy… but so worth it. I never came back empty handed from Oi Keibajo (Tokyo), but this time it felt like I did even better than I usually do there. And I usually do quite well. Yes, yes, I know, you may laugh…
This one says Year 29, April, to Year 32, April. Now by looking at the pictures I’m assuming that the photographer meant year 29-32 of the Japanese Showa period, which would correspond to 1952-1957 in the western calendar. Not bad! The other two albums cover roughly the same period.
I was awestruck in front of the poetry of certain pictures, like the one above with the silhouette of the lady and the tree standing out against the misty background, and a mysterious car.
Do I like my new baby brother? Let’s see about that…
Such a sweet birthday photo. And mother and child heating themselves up under the kotatsu table. A classic of the Japanese winter.
Probably a summer festival.
I love all three pictures, so much atmosphere conveyed. Playing Go in the bottom one.
Fireworks and lanterns, this must be a summer festival too.
Those photos were barely 2cm in width! Telling a story… I wonder what kind of camera was used for this mini-mini format.
I’m not quite sure what this is, a shipwreck or another festival? It’s sometimes a thin line.
Winter pleasures like ice skating. I wonder where this was. It must be written on the side, I just can’t decipher it. Time to learn more Japanese!
Romance, and more Go games.
Yes, absolutely, friendship.
I hope you liked this photographic series. I find the photos rather really wonderful. Maybe because I can’t read the text they seem even more poetic and artistic to me? It somehow adds to their charm, this mysterious side of them.