Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Take my hand, child, come with me

It's a trip back to the '70s at Spy Girl's 52 Pick-me-up! The '70s covers a lot of ground, from Vietnam to Wall Street, Nixon to Reagan, Led Zeppelin to The Cars.

I graduated from high school in 1974 and gave up my virginity the next day. The guy who took this picture of me was the guy.


The man who took the picture was seven years older than me, and had been a friend for a couple of years. We remained friends, but went our separate ways. We used to run into each other every so often, or seek each other out. He gave me this picture about 15 years after it was taken, when I hadn't seen him for a few years. This picture still blows my mind and almost makes me ache - it feels so raw, so innocent but so ripe. I never saw myself this way. But he did.

How do you feel when you see old pictures of yourself?

Val

23 comments:

Connie said...

Val. This is such a beautiful picture. That guy.......
When I see old pictures of myself I think I still look like that. Then I look in the mirror and see my mother.

sabine said...

From the picture I can see that the photographer has take the pic in a sentiment of admiration and high regard. It's an adorable picture. I can understand that it brings back a very special time to you.
Some of my old pictures do that to me too. Some not. It actually depends on the person behind the camera.

Vix said...

I can almost feel that man's desire for you. It's a stunning picture, you are/were a beautiful woman.
I look at old photos of me and wonder why I spent so much of my youth hating the way I looked. xxx

pastcaring said...

What a beautiful photograph, so evocative of that time, of youth, so full of longing. I think you can tell it was taken by a lover, and it's great that he gave you the picture eventually.

Old photos of me... Well, I feel mixed emotions. Sometimes I want to reach back in time and shake myself for not being braver, more confident, for wasting time and opportunities by worrying about not fitting in, not being good enough. It's almost like looking at another person. xxxx

meriusa said...


I have to repeat the first comment,a little modified for me: Unfortunately,when I see old pictures of myself I think I still look like that. Then I look in the mirror and see my grandma!!!

You look at the picture from the '70 like a beautiful child nothing more !

Kellie @ Delightfully Ludicrous said...

What a gorgeous picture!

Patti said...

So beautiful. There's so much ahead for this lovely young woman.

ann wood said...

Such a moving picture and writing. I think ripe is a poignant word to describe this time in life, so much can happen that changes our plans for better or worse. You look tender in your youth. From what you describe, he understood this about you and that is a special quality in a young man.

When I look at old pictures I can't believe I was that young. It's the music that makes me sad. It reminds me of all the changes and loss for some reason.

blue hue wonderland

Anne M Bray said...

Wow! Wow.
You almost look like my twin here...
We graduated the same year. 40th reunion coming up next year -- aaargh!

Thanks for linking up with 52 Pick-me-up.

Adrienne Shubin said...

What a great photo. At first, before I read your post, I thought it was of a celebrity.

I get melancholy when I look at old photos. I think we all do, it's only natural.

For me, it's often like looking at someone else. I was such a different person 20, 30 years ago.

Shybiker said...

Old pictures are great windows into our past. And, magically, we see new things in them as we get older. Thanks for sharing this one and the story behind it.

Suzanne Carillo Style Files said...

Wow. That is brutal. Not in a bad way, just a sad never-gonna-get-it-back way.

I think I would cry if I had a photo like that.

How I would love to turn back the hands of time...if only so I could savour the moments more.

bisous
Suzanne

Tamera Beardsley said...

Such a poignant and thoughtful post.

Megan Gann said...

This is gorgeous. Thank you for sharing it.

I often feel embarrassed by my old photos. I have a bad memory for my past and so I often can't remember who I was when it was taken.

Then again part of my blogging is using the photos to get a better sense of myself. To make me see what others see, and get out of my headplace.

Melanie said...

Wow.
I see you in her. Beautiful then, beautiful now. Stunning photo like poetry.
Looking back at myself? I don't often, and so few photos.

Veshoevius said...

Wow! Look at you!! Gorgeous picture and wonderful story. I get the same feeling when I look at pictures of me when I was young too.

joyatri said...

You do indeed look like a young woman at a crossroads here. Very evocative! When I do look at pictures of a young me, I'm sad because I didn't learn to enjoy life until decades later.

Tamera Wolfe said...

That is such a poignant picture of you. Thanks for sharing!

There are so few pictures remaining of me in my late teens early 20's-it's rather odd seeing them these days.

Wendy said...

You're just as beautiful now as you were at 17... Also, you do not look old enough to have graduated in 74 Anndddd you have awesome taste in music. Pretty sure I've told you that before. :)

When I see pics of myself from a younger time I realize that I was beautiful (well... certain years, others I was -extremely- goofy looking).

It can be weird looking back, the thing is 20 years from now we'll reflect on this time and ache just the same as we do now looking back 20 plus years ago.

WendyB said...

Gorgeous photo and lovely post too.

Lynn Dylan said...

Hi Val! I agree wholeheartedly that you were beautiful then and are beautiful now! I can relate to the ache you are talking about. I think for me it depends one what type of picture I am looking at. In some ways I am relieved that I am no longer "that person." LOL. If it pertains to a part of my life where I felt I made huges mistakes or was let down, I feel a sense of wanting to go back and change things. That said, I feel less and less like that every day. I think there's a great freedom that hits a woman at about 50. I love it.

XOXO
Lynn

Mrs. D said...

I hate most of the old pics of myself. When I was a teenager I even got to the point of destroying most of them - I hated the way I looked in most of them, horrid hair, horrid clothes. It was very difficult to find something I actually liked - clothes were either expensive or horrible. I have to say that it was only when chainstores like Zara were introduced in Portugal that shopping for clothes started becoming a bit more fun and I started enjoying seeing myself in the mirror and in photos.
You look lovely in this photo, so beautiful.

Crazy Ravens Studio said...

A great photo. A brave story. I cringe when I see my high school photos. No wonder no one ever asked me out. But when I look at later photos, I wish I had had more self confidence about how I looked. I had (had) such low self esteem. I am much happier and confident now!