My father shot this picture in 1947. He had a prewar accordion camera of unknown origin.
Paper film which he had to trade for two Records plus the money. Luxury goods were rationalized till mid fifties.
Neither had he a stand for his camera, but a self-timing release was frequently used.
Like in this picture. My mother tells how she had to sit for "hours" while my father adjusted the focus.
Then he'd run like a lighting to pose in time.
I made the sepia.
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