I have been poring over my vintage photo collection recently after a trip to the Berkeley Center for Creative Reuse. I bought several color slides there of a family’s Christmas celebration, days out with their horses, and eventually their birthdays and weddings. I was mesmerized by this life that I knew nothing about yet I was witnessing so many of their most intimate moments. It was an odd feeling, but it felt right to see them, to dream of new ways to use these images, to even take some of them home, as opposed to leaving them there in that dusty old box on San Pablo Avenue.
If you live in SF, there is a similarly wonderful place called SCRAP (Scroungers’ Center for Reusable Art Parts)