Thursday, January 29, 2009


Sepia Scenes Hosted by Teach Mary
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.

We'll go no more a-roving

SO, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
Lord Byron


Debbie Petras said...

Wow; your father had quite a talent in photography! What a picture; loved it. You must take after his artistic side, Felisol.

BTW, are you back to feeling fully well again. I know you were sick for a while. Thinking of you, my friend.

Felisol said...

Dear Debbie,
I'm getting better day by day, and enjoy life at full.

My dad made good pictures with that hopeless old camera.
Before he died he gave it to Serina, as he saw she took an interest in photography.

I am afraid Gunnar and Serina are much more talented than I am.
I don't have the patience and accuracy needed.

Thank you for paying a visit, it is always encouraging talking with you.
From Felisol

Carletta said...

Wow! What a keepsake.You must treasure it immensely.
Great sepia work.

Annie Jeffries said...

Such a playful yet romantic pose. Some things just never change.

Dianne said...

what a beautiful, beautiful photo

like a movie still

Trish said...

Don't you treasure those old photo's? I am glad to hear that you are on the mend!
I always enjoy visiting you Blog and love this picture of your parents and that poem...well, it fits perfectly!

Amrita said...

Beautifully shot Felisol. The smiles on your parents faces indicate that they are really enjoying the sunshine.

I also have my dad 's old camera. He was an expert at focusing. i don 't have patience with the manual kind.I like black and white photos they have different feel about them.

PJ said...

I looked at this last night and was so taken with it I couldn't think of anything to say. It's a wonderful, wonderful photograph.

donna said...

love the picture and the poem...

blessings to you

maryt/theteach said...

Oh my, Felisol, it's so romantic! All the more that you put it in sepia! I'm back from my little vacation in Florida! :)

Crown of Beauty said...

I woke up past midnight and decided to visit your blogsite. I read back as far as I could, and even checked your website. You are artistic, so poetic, and your photos are lovely. This picture taken by your father is so special. I went back to sleep an hour later, and guess what, I even dreamed of you! I was on a flight, and you were the flight stewardess. As I was about to step off the plane, I called your name, "Felisol!" (Although I found out from your website that your name is Elise. Where did Felisol come from?) And you waved at me. That's special, isn't it?

Have a great day. It's Sunday here in our country, almost noon. I look forward to reading more of your archives.

Jada's Gigi said...

What a lovely shot! He was a good photographer!

Constance said...

So many times I don't take the time to REALLY look at pictures of my parents. The times that I do, I marvel at how young they are, futures bright before them, clueless as to what is coming down the road. When you're a child, it's hard to think of your parents or your grandparents as ever having been young. In your mind they have always been "old". What a nice picture of your parents when they were young and in love!

maryt/theteach said...

Felisol, thank you for your comment on Groundhog's Day! A very joyful post that made me feel very good! You are a dear friend! :)

Leora said...

So neat that your father was into photography. Seems like he was a romantic, too.