This chapter looks at photography in the domestic setting in the early nineteen hundreds, its an interesting review of the history of this area of photography also looking at the early days of Kodak, it made me think about my memories of photography.
Photography has evolved massively since I was a child, I don't remember the box brownie being used but do recall playing pretend with a rather old & battered box brownie. My first memories of a working camera were of the Poloroid Instamatic camera , I don't remember the black and white pictures from the family album being taken but I do remember the enormous excitement at the 'miracle' of the colour instamatic photo and the great revealing of the photo for which the family would gather round to gasp at the magic of it all.
My first camera was a pretty simple compact which of course used film, there were no settings to change the camera so what you got was what you got, the day the photo's came back from the lab and popped through the letterbox was received with the anticipation of great things when opening the wallet, there were always a number which were only good for the bin, the rest of which were acceptable for the time but these days they would be considered awful quality and at the same time priceless memories of my life.
These days I can't really compare the same feeling of anticipation with my photography as things are so different now, technology is such that everything is instant, which is great from a photographers point of view, the enjoyment I get from my photography is the anticipation of the reaction from other people when the see my work, whether it's a positive or negative reaction I don't mind, if my photo's have made the viewer think about what I've done or why have I done it a particular way, or just to feel happy then I've achieved my objective.
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