STOLID FACES

Because of a sad unfortunate occurrence this poor girl’s face looks far too old for her age.  The rest of the photographs following, however, are mostly because one wasn’t allowed to smile during the taking of a portrait photograph.  Still, the result looks almost the same.

My great grandmother, Ella Chase Taylor in her teens.

At 61 she's still not smiling - at least not in a portrait photograph.  Hopefully she smiled otherwise.

My great great aunt, Eliza Marshall Taylor, Ella's younger sister, at a young age.

My husband's Aunt Phyllis is apparently laughing at his mother, Viginia, Phyllis's older sister, who seems to be having a problem of some sort.  What a face!

Happily, Virginia's problem appears to have been solved.

So . . . I've graduated from high school, summer fun is over, and now I have to find a job and go to work.

:->
Nightingail


















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  1. Barbara RogersJanuary 7, 2023 at 4:33 AM

    Oh so glad to see you here again, Miss Gail! I will go read your last post too, just for the fun of it!

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    1. La NightingailJanuary 7, 2023 at 5:20 PM

      Thanks. I'm so happy to be back in the groove!!!

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  2. Liz NeedleJanuary 8, 2023 at 3:35 AM

    Love the kids' faces. Poor dears, no wonder they had trouble. They would have had to sit still for ages waiting for the photographer to finish.

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  3. Monica T.January 8, 2023 at 5:55 AM

    Good collection of serious faces - small children not so easy to control, though ;-)

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  4. KristinJanuary 8, 2023 at 6:33 AM

    I found several serious looking youth in my files too, but the prompt girl looks like she'd like to take one of those pieces of iron she was accused of stealing and hit the photographer in the head with it. I didn't have anyone looking that angry. And glad of it!

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  5. Mike BrubakerJanuary 8, 2023 at 7:30 AM

    Very nice to have you back on Sepia Saturday. Your great grandmother's tintype is a super portrait and a great example of the kind of clarity that early method could produce. Hope the blogspot editor is not too frustrating. Keep smiling.

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