I got my high school memory book from Ukraine before the New Year with a few family pics from the 50s – 80s, when making a photograph meant going to a studio or spending hours in a darkroom. People, for the most part, had serious, more natural, expressions in the photos. The habit of grinning for the pictures showing as many teeth as possible is fairly recent. I think, it started with the advent of the ubiquitous point-and-shoot cameras.
I think it starts with publicity campaigns in the 50’s. That’s when models start smiling for the camera. Especially in the US, but also for political propaganda. The Franquist regime started advertising smiling families in bucolic scenes (like picnics.) I imagine that started the push for where we are now. Happiness is demanded and required.
My mother liked to put my sisters and I in matching Christmas & Easter outfits (because we were all the same person in her mind). It’s enough that we resemble one another, let us have separate personalities.
As we cower in fear of others controlling our minds, it is us who have accepted that task from the beginning made by our parents and, thus, bear the responsibility for the outcome. We desperately want to see a change of mind and heart here in the U.S. toward a more inclusive, care for one another future. We are not holding our breath.
My Mazamet 
Looks more like a warning.
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Isn’t it amusing how people looked grainy in the 80’s and how differently we used to move in the days of silent pictures! 😀
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I got my high school memory book from Ukraine before the New Year with a few family pics from the 50s – 80s, when making a photograph meant going to a studio or spending hours in a darkroom. People, for the most part, had serious, more natural, expressions in the photos. The habit of grinning for the pictures showing as many teeth as possible is fairly recent. I think, it started with the advent of the ubiquitous point-and-shoot cameras.
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I think it starts with publicity campaigns in the 50’s. That’s when models start smiling for the camera. Especially in the US, but also for political propaganda. The Franquist regime started advertising smiling families in bucolic scenes (like picnics.) I imagine that started the push for where we are now. Happiness is demanded and required.
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Didn’t take eh? :p
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At all!
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I may be going blind but I can’t read it. ‘Be…what?’
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NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was a Nike campaign circa 1983.
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oh! Ignore my previous comment. 😀 ‘Be nice’…Clearly someone in your family had a great sense of humour. 😀
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As they’re all still alive that’s obviously true!
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Indeed. 🙂
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Both my arms are covering the E, so you’re officially pardoned by the Pope.
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Not helping, Pinky! Still can’t see it. 😦
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Cute kid though 😉
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I like the ‘though’.
Hahahahahaha.
He’s still cute, but has sharp teeth and eats people.
– esme laughing upon the Cloud
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Haha, so I gather 😉
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When I was two my mother put me in a blue onesie that said ‘mommy’s angel’. I looked down and said, “Mother, please, let’s not kid ourselves.”
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My mother liked to put my sisters and I in matching Christmas & Easter outfits (because we were all the same person in her mind). It’s enough that we resemble one another, let us have separate personalities.
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As we cower in fear of others controlling our minds, it is us who have accepted that task from the beginning made by our parents and, thus, bear the responsibility for the outcome. We desperately want to see a change of mind and heart here in the U.S. toward a more inclusive, care for one another future. We are not holding our breath.
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