When Val of “Colouring The Past” offered her followers a free colouring of a photograph, I jumped at the chance. Val selected this photograph of three generations of my Mother’s family, that first appeared in my post Your Dear Little Self, which I posted last August. I am so happy with the results! Val has done such a careful and sensitive restoration, these figures seem to glow with life. Val has meticulously followed the information I could give her about clothing, hair colour and the house and garden. I was able to give Val a copy of Albert’s hand-coloured photograph of my Mum, in the very same dress, that he took in 1937 – serendipitous to say the least.
I hope that you too like Val’s rendering of the photograph, and of course I encourage you to delve into the many fascinating works on her site. There is something hypnotic in the transformation of black and white images into ‘real’ colour – to me it’s as though the dream world of the past blooms and expands into life.
I see into my Mother’s childhood world, a world that of course I never knew. They are posing for my Grandmother, one spring afternoon, perhaps during the Easter weekend, at Headley House. There stands my Grandfather, standing tall, and by his standards informally dressed (as he is without a jacket). There sits my Great-Grandmother, in her habitual black and spotless white apron. My Great Aunt Frad beams at the camera, no doubt a cheeky quip on her lips. She lays a gentle hand upon my Mother’s arm, just to keep her still whilst the Brownie camera focuses and clicks. Then little Jeannie can go, go and find Blackie, go and play in the sunshine for a while, before she is called in to wash her hands for tea.
The Letters 
It came out well and I enjoyed working on it. I think your grandfather probably just took off his jacket – it seems to be a warm day. I do hope his hair is okay, my thought now is that it might have been darker with some grey. Thanks, Louise. 🙂 (And my linking post is up, now).
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How delightful! Val did a wonderful job, as always.
Great Aunt Frad must have been a sketch. 🙂
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What’s a sketch?!
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Someone who is funny or entertaining to be around. I didn’t know it was an American expression. 🙂
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I think it must be American, I’ve never heard of it before! What I remember of my great Aunt as a child was that she was loving and entertaining, so your word suits her well.
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Thanks, Brad. (And I also wondered what a ‘sketch’ was! 🙂 )
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The usage may be connected to the idea of sketch comedy, which apparently began in the vaudeville era.
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Ah. As in ‘comedy sketch’. 🙂
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Exactly! 🙂
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Wonderful! Val is so skilled! Her art and your gift for storytelling bring your family to life!
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Oh thank you so much. I’ll be back to posting Albert’s letters soon.
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Thanks! (Louise’s blog is so good. I love it!)
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I find your stories and letter excerpts fascinating. I have 4 crates of letters my mother exchanged with my father and others from the village where she grew up. The thought of getting through them is overwhelming – just trying to organize them by date took me months and I only made it through two years. Keep them coming – maybe they’ll also motivate me to revisit the crates…after my current two projects are complete:-).
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Yes it’s a labour of love – it’s so heartening to receive positive comments such as yours, thank you. I spent a long time sorting the ONE box of letters
I have, so 4 will take some doing! That said, I have made some ‘mistakes’ in chronology when posting letters, but to me it doesn’t matter too much. I want to bring the writer back to life, for a moment in time, and I figure they won’t mind if I slip up on some dates!
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I suspect they won’t mind at all:-).
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Val has really done an excellent job in colouring the photo – as far as I can remember at that time my father’s hair was still quite dark, so that looks about right to me.
However, I must say that Auntie Frad was the most serious of his sisters and it’s most unlikely that she would be making a cheeky quip – more likely she is delighted that her favourite niece is with her.
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That’s good to know.
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Interesting!
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I love your descriptive writing! And of course Val’s work is excellent.
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Thank you so much! I hope you will keep reading.
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I tried following yesterday, but WP was being uncooperative!
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Thank you for persevering 🙂
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I enjoyed the post, the transformation of the photograph, and the comments, all in equal measure! I think the gentle hand on the arm of a child to stop him or her from moving is a universal gesture.
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Val does such a good job at bringing these black and white photos to life. I love this family photo and so many generations together!
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I think this is one of the most stunning colorizations I’ve ever seen! Wow! It looks so real, as if they will all start moving and talking right . . . now! I like your blog BTW!
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Thank you so much! I agree with you, it’s especially lovely for me to see my Mum with her family.
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You are so lucky to have this!
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