“...a concentrating pianist, an enthusiastic observer...” Alan wrote beneath his weekly prompt.
Goodness, I thought I’ve got that covered!
I immediately went on my Sepia Search: up the stairs, into the big storage space under the eaves, hauling cardboard boxes out into the light and pawing through them like a madwoman, looking for this specific photo – funny how we Sepians know exactly what we’re looking for sometimes!
This is a cyanotype of my grandfather, Gardner S. Gould (1886) and his youngest sibling, Margaret (1899) in the living room at the family home on
Street, just outside . They were the oldest and youngest of
six children, a thirteen-year spread between them; this was taken in 1903 or
1904, I’m guessing. Boston
I love the big bow in her hair, the look of fascination on her face.
And I like the detail here: his sweater and belt, the fact that he’s wearing a necktie, his white collar, the slight blur of his right hand over the keys. And how she’s tucked up against his chest, safe and secure; her lovely, lovely profile.
I have a vague recollection of the mirror over the mantel (it might have been in my grandparents’ home when I was young) and the tilt-top table to the left of the fireplace, but I have no idea whatever happened to the piano, the stool, the rest of the rather imposing artwork, the other stuff in the room.
They had a special relationship, these two.
Not too many years after this photo was taken, Margaret, in her nightgown, ventured too near this same living room fireplace; her gown caught fire, and she was quite badly burned on her legs. Skin grafting was quite new then, but my grandfather was willing: doctors took strips of skin from his thighs, grafted them onto hers.
All went well; the grafts took, and she was home in about two weeks.
Every time I look at this photograph, I smile; I can almost hear the music!
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