Thursday, 22 August 2013

Photo montage

We have a lot of photographs stored in boxes in our loft.  We also have some in albums, but either way they are rarely viewed.  They are also gradually deteriorating and taking up valuable space.  The number of printed photographs is finite however, as we now do everything digitally.  Gone are the days of waiting for a week for your film to be processed – to then discover delight or disappointment.  We have recently been pondering on the fate of these photographs, and have decided to scan them all and store these digitally as well.  We have a set of digital photos that we run as a slide show on the television via a data stick, and we do actually look at these more often and enjoy them.

Among the stored photos was an album of photo-montages that I created about a decade ago.  We have scanned them and now I am tidying them up on the GIMP.  I enjoyed creating these montages and like the pictures they have created.  I’m going to gradually post them to this blog as a nostalgic interlude.  I hope you enjoy them and the history they relate.

The first photo montage is from our first house in 1994.  This was a lovely Edwardian semi in Roath which sadly turned out to be in a poor state of repair.  The kitchen and hall still had the original mosaic floor tiles but they had been covered in concrete.  We did our best to clean them up but it was a bit of a lost cause.  We could not afford to get workmen in and were doing as much restoration ourselves as possible, but in the end it all became a bit too much.  In one bedroom as we peeled off layer upon layer of wallpaper the plaster started to crumble and we discovered the lathe and black plaster below it.  What a mess.  Every job seemed to escalate into a major, time-consuming and expensive project.  Then we discovered that there was a burst water pipe under the floor in the hall and the roof sprang a leak.  After living there for four years we were glad to sell it despite the appeal of its ‘character’.  We deliberately bought a more modern house instead which—though lacking in character—at least had a good-sized garden, its own driveway, and did not need renovation.  The only thing I miss from that house was its proximity to Roath Park – a lovely park with a stream, playing fields, rose gardens, a greenhouse, a play area for children with swings and things, and a boating lake.  I had used to walk there every day.  There is nothing quite like that near us now, but we do have a wonderful garden.

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