Imaginary girl
"She is an imaginary girl
A fiction
I am a dog on a chain
A prisoner
When I see her walk
To and Fro
My teeth grope on
All reason goes
Swing pretty girl
Swing
It ain't real anyway
Fields so blue
All drenched in red
Clouds up in the sun
I feel so dead"
A fiction
I am a dog on a chain
A prisoner
When I see her walk
To and Fro
My teeth grope on
All reason goes
Swing pretty girl
Swing
It ain't real anyway
Fields so blue
All drenched in red
Clouds up in the sun
I feel so dead"
Originals:
In this ongoing project I try to add some new interpretation layer to this old and forgotten (and finally found) pictures by using the new photo-develop processes.
Few years ago, one of my friend found a big box with full of negative films in his garage. The house were a photo studio in the past, (cca 1930 - 1960) in the hungarian town Vecsés, and there lived the cityphotographer. Most of the pics are studio portraits but some of them shows the personal life of the photographer about his family and his travels. Finally the negatives arrived to me and I started to process them.
