PHOTO trigger 1

Bev Uncategorized, Educational, Creative stimuli, Photography 4 Comments

PHOTO trigger 1 – source: unknown.

 

I saw this in a stationery shop on the floor by the photocopier.  I asked the assistant where it came from as I loved it so much!  He didn’t know and said that he had a customer who often took in old magazine photos to be blown up.  I asked for a copy and he kindly obliged.

I keep looking at the photo and find myself wondering as to what the story could be?  What the older lady is thinking?

I just love the fact that a photo can capture a thousand stories and set our imagination racing.

So, what do you think the story is here?  What is the older lady thinking?  What is the younger lady thinking? Please share your thoughts in the comments area below – I want to hear a few of ‘those’ stories!

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And if you do happen to know where this photo was originally published please do let me know so I can source it correctly.

 

UPDATES:

Thank you Wendy Webb for the first contribution – ekphrastic poetry ! You’re a star.

 

SHADES OF DREAMS by Wendy Webb

She has a future way beyond her ken
and mother/grandma knows that way back then
she was the same: all heart, and hope, when pain
was far away as distant tides. Again

she’s thinking of a private moment, thought
that none – except her age – have seen or bought:
their dreams, their moments. No-one else can know
caressing (like a movie star’s) won’t show…

and mother/grandma could not guess that night;
gazing out to sea, chill breeze, her flight
waiting for the morning, sails to shoal
beyond horizons of her life, grown whole

and grandma smiles to see such beauty/youth
and modern dress; clear brow so full of truth.
They are the same, those generations meet
with courage/pride and laundry’s nearest seat.

©Wendy Webb 2017

for more information on Wendy Webb visit >> poetry library London and >> indigo dreams publishing

 

 

 

Comments 4

  1. Blank Canvas Productions Ltd

    Great contribution from the one and only Wendy Webb. Thank you!

    SHADES OF DREAMS by Wendy Webb

    She has a future way beyond her ken
    and mother/grandma knows that way back then
    she was the same: all heart, and hope, when pain
    was far away as distant tides. Again

    she’s thinking of a private moment, thought
    that none – except her age – have seen or bought:
    their dreams, their moments. No-one else can know
    caressing (like a movie star’s) won’t show…

    and mother/grandma could not guess that night;
    gazing out to sea, chill breeze, her flight
    waiting for the morning, sails to shoal
    beyond horizons of her life, grown whole

    and grandma smiles to see such beauty/youth
    and modern dress; clear brow so full of truth.
    They are the same, those generations meet
    with courage/pride and laundry’s nearest seat.

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