Blog Assignment #4 – Writing on a Photo

I am looking at a photo from the 1940's of a family by the water near Astoria Park. They are sitting on the rocks and playing in the water right under the bridge. The sun shining, a father with his four sons. The mother of the boys is probably the photographer. Two of the young boys seem to be between the ages of 7 to 10. They have white shirts on with three buttons comming down from the collar. Their pants are rolled up and they're in the water knee deep. They have a sort of melancoly look on their face, just standing staring at the camera like a sort of zombie. At a time where you would expect children to be happy, a day by the water with their family, they don't seem to be. One of the other boys, which seems to be the youngest, is standing on a rock with a long stick in his hands. He is pointing at something in the water and isn't looking at the camera. He looks very happy like he doesn't have a care in the world, like we all felt when we were his age. Closest to the camera is the oldest of the boys. He looks like he might not want to be there, that this day was mostly for his younger brothers. He's sitting off to the side on a rock. His father a few rocks away smiling, a forced smile, looking at the camera but watching over his sons. Back in the 1940's there wasn't much to entertain a family so most of peoples time were spent outdoors. They don't seem genuinely happy, only the littlest boy. By the shoes they're wearing you would guess that they don't come from money. It is probably a weekend outing with the whole family.