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Homemade Memorial Card, Albumen Photograph, Federal Army Officer, Chicago, 1860
Well, I wasn't really looking for this photograph, but in the process of moving I stumbled on a box of photographs, hidden under a table, and this one was in the box (yes, of course I just had to look, and see what I've got.) I can remember where I bought this (was it Deland, Deland, I think, in Florida) and I can remember what I paid for it ($65; it's marked $75, might have got it for $60, I don't know) This gentlemen is some kind of officer, but I'm not up on military uniforms, so I can't tell what rank he has. Maybe he's a captain. It looks like he had two stripes on his sleeve. I don't know what two stripes gets you.
You can see that bottom of the little wire stand that props the photograph up on a tabletop or a mantle. I bent the nails back a bit and took the back off, and looked at the back of the photograph. Someone has written "1860" on the photo, and it's not a cabinet card---it was bigger, because it's been trimmed, and when they trimmed it they cut off the name of the photographer at the bottom. But the photographer's name is on there somewhere else---it was Brand, on Race Street, I think. I need to get the address and Google Map it and see if it's in the Loop. If it's that early, it should be closer to the Lake than some of the other Chicago photos we've seen. It's an albumen photograph, and I can't really tell you a whole lot about that process. It just has a yellowish-brown cast to it that gives it away as albumen, and that's one of the few processes that, for me, is fairly easy to recognize.
What has happened to this gentleman? My guess would be that in 1860 he had his photograph made, and then he fought in the Civil War and got himself killed, or died by illness or accident, as many did. And then someone who loved him had this frame made, and that same person, or someone else, painted these flowers in memory of this person they loved.
I might have had a vague knowledge that this was a memorial when I bought it, but if I did, I put that knowledge away and forgot about it. So now I've got two of these. I'd say that's the start of a collection.
Now, mrwaterslide, tell us about the move. We thought you were moving.
Okay, here's an update. I was supposed to be down there unloading today, and still the damn truck is not even finished being packed. I've got the filing cabinets (five full-size mega-heavy four drawer filing cabinets) and the bookcases (four monstrosities made out of redwood stair tread, weighing probably 80 to 100 pounds a piece, and the portable table (made by Hans out of 8" by 4' sheet of plywood, a work of art, sturdy as all get out, and it comes apart in six pieces, plus hardware)---I've got all that, plus the photographs and the artwork and the movie posters (a lot of this stuff is framed, folks) boxes and boxes and boxes of stuff, and still I have to put on the truck about as much stuff as your average person would have, being single and whatall. I've got way too much stuff, but I have no inclination to get rid of it. This neighborhood kid, Phillip, he said his name was, rode by on his bike, and then he rode his bike right up into the truck, and he wanted me move some of my boxes out of the way so he could use the ramp for some kind of Evel Knievel manuevers. I told him in best mrwaterslide fashion that I didn't have time for that kind of nonsense, and he had to either go away or get busy helping me. So he thought about it for a while and then he said he would help.
He walked right in to my apartment. I didn't think that was too cool---if I had a kid, I wouldn't want him to go walking into a stranger's apartment. And, of course, I told Philip this.
He was good-natured about that---he was good-natured about everything. I had a big ole bag of plastic packing peanuts, and he said he'd like to have them. So after a while I gave them to him. He carried them pack to his apartment, but his mother made him bring them back. I told him to tell his mother she was a wise woman.
It was getting dark and I was pretty much finished for the day. I put the ramp back up on the truck and pulled the door down and locked it, and Phillip rode away on his bike. I felt kind of bad that I hadn't given him anything out of my vast stash, and then in found some kid stuff (I've got tons of kid stuff, plastic armymen, Noah's Ark animals, angels with broken wings, that kind of stuff) and went outside looking for Phillip, but he was gone.
"Heh, come here, I want to give you something," I hollered at him. He came up the walk (he looked kind of Swedish, with blonde hair, but his last name was Italian; he said his mother liked Italians) and I handed him his treasures---a green plastic pig and a brown dinosaur, the species name of which I forget. It was one of those plant eating types, however, and I feel kind of bad about that---any redblooded American kid would rather have a carnivorous dinosaur than some model that went around
Hi, all. Sorry I've been out of touch. I am auctioning off three photos a week from Saturday. My trip to filmmakers was a failure...again. Ran out of ink after only one acceptable print. Oh, and I ordered the wrong size mats and prints. Oops, so all prior prints needed to be resized and printed. John is also creating my own website where I can sell my photos, and we filed so I can be my own LLC business. I need to edit a LOT of photos, shrink their DPI's and put watermarks on them. More excited than stressed, but it has been time consuming. John worked on my website for 14 hours this weekend. He's amazing. But of course, I need to do my part to get the photos ready. We're hoping that the website is ready in time for the auction. This would be important since I made up business cards today. Here's hoping that they get here in time. But that's where I've been. Hopefully after the next two weeks, life should get back to normal. And once I'm established as a business in about a month, I'll buy the printer, courtesy of my ever generous and supportive Mom. Then I can tell you more details. And maybe someone will want to buy some prints. That'd be super cool. This might be a fun idea for a jeans advertisement. Hmm... Anyway, tagging the two people that inspired me to do this. They rock this effect hardcore.