As I dig through the old photos of Tasmania in the Beattie collection, I find stuff. Sometimes it's diamonds and sometimes it's dog do. I use this metaphor as one of the discovered treasures was a portrait of the late Bingo, loyal dog to my grand mother.
This week I started on a mixed box of glass plates, whole plates and other large format negatives. All old photos of Tasmania, well mostly. I found some cartoons, funnies and other pictures that were circulated long before the Internet was ever dreamed of. I found another panorama of Port Arthur and a curious landscape of New Norfolk with some obvious photoshop by razor blade, a technique my late grand father preferred.
Some of the glass was golden. A lovely scene of Hobart taken from Lindisfarne. This 10x8" piece of glass probably survived two world wars and several fires and it still looks as good as any photo taken today.
And some of the glass could have stayed buried.
1599 done and counting.