Purveyor of Peculiar Photography
Photographs reveal the "that-has-been" - an aura of lost time and lost memories.
I fell in love with old photos (and history) thanks to my paternal grandmother and the stacks of crumbling family albums she'd let me pore over whenever I'd visit. In the late 1800s, she had traveled as a child to the Oklahoma panhandle in a covered wagon and then lived in a dirt-floor dugout. She married at age 15 and bore 14 children. She lost two daughters and a tiny granddaughter to "dust pneumonia" in the dust bowl of the 1930s; they died within only a few days of each other. Several of her grown children made the hard trip west to California in the dirty thirties, shades of the Joads in The Grapes of Wrath. A few years later, my grandfather died - leaving my grandmother with several young children still at home.
I knew these and other members of that large family only from the old black and white photos in those albums. I experienced a bit of the dust bowl through these images; the soul-crushing poverty, the love and hope and optimism in desperate times.
Old photographs can communicate history, continuity, family, love, heartbreak, fear, joy, desire... Even photos of complete strangers can sometimes touch something deep inside us. From this passion for images of the past came my shop, phunctum, where I sell unique & unusual old photos that have stories to tell...stories that have been long silenced until now. My husband, Dan (a history buff), has now joined me in offering these old slices of times long gone.
Please visit me at my other shop, veraviola, for a large variety of great vintage finds:
www.veraviola.etsy.com
