While looking through my old photos
recently I was reminded of a page which I´d almost forgotten. It
dates back to shortly after I joined Deco-Pages almost 6 years ago
when I had no experience of designing anything other than stained
glass windows and murals and it´s only significant because it
features the very first photo I ever attempted to restore. Talk about
jumping in at the deep end! If I´d had the slightest idea what was
involved in photo restoration I´d have chosen something a lot easier
to begin with. Well, they say that ignorance is bliss and, if so, I
must have been the happiest would-be photo restorer ever. In those
days I didn´t have Photoshop to help me so I had to improvise and
struggle along with the very few tools provided by my old German
language version of Corel Photo-Paint 9. Looking at the results now
with a critical eye I realise I really didn´t do a great job but at
the time I was so proud of it that I designed a layout around it.
Come to think of it, that was a first too. Anyway, for what it´s
worth, here it is.
That´s still one of my favourite
vintage photos and one I´ve attempted several times to restore to my
own satisfaction. Well, that hasn´t actually happened yet but, so
far, the following is the best I´ve managed. The original is on the
far left, then a couple of early attempts at restoration and my
latest attempt is in the foreground. Lying next to it is the back of
the original on which is written along with the date on which the
photo was taken, “With love from your little daughter, Lucas”,
something which, for obvious reasons, baffles me to this day.
I created this slightly surreal page
using a very few of the 85 items in my most recent kit which was
named appropriately “Nostalgic Scrapbook” by Lajuana as my
imagination apparently took a break after I´d finished the kit. I´ll
show a preview soon and may even get it into the store within the
next few weeks.
As for that photo, I´m still not
entirely happy with it. I can almost feel the ghostly presence of
little Lucas looking over my shoulder saying, “Surely you can do
better than THAT.” Who knows? Given another 6 years, maybe I
can...