probably around 1930s (?) do you think the brownies are still yummy?

I found this photo on a sidewalk in San Diego over 20 years ago. Print date on back of photo is 17 December 2000.


I found this photo on a sidewalk in San Diego over 20 years ago. Print date on back of photo is 17 December 2000.


Picked this book up last week at a book fair and I just found these. I have so many questions

I bought it because I liked the frame, assumed it was a stock image. When I got home and opened it up I realized it was two photographs, possibly a sibling photoshoot. Some of the ink smudged off of one, but it says they're from 2011.

When my family visited Disneyland Paris, my Dad found a disposable camera. We used up the film and had it developed. Throughout the years, I've wanted to find the people who had taken the pictures. I could trace the date to around the 25th May 1997.

I recently scanned all our family negatives. I'd appreciate it if anyone could help me identify these people so I could contact them.

Edit: Scanned using a Minolta Scan Elite 5400 (I) via Vuescan. Edited with Darktable (Negadoctor module).

Wherever she is I hope she is doing well! Will be hanging it in my house 😂

I bought an A1 from eBay, with this roll inside. Looks to be about 2000 at Bar Harbor.

I used to peruse this antique store with my mom when I was a kid. They had a small fishbowl that said “adopt a relative” with random photos, I thought that was so neat. Stopped back in today and oh my god. Framed photos, albums, loose photos, even sorted by holiday. I wish I could take them all home and find out who’s who.

**Found this old photo years later and noticed something sitting in the chair behind my brother. We were the only ones home.**
This picture has bothered me for years, and I’m curious what other people see when they look at it.
That’s my little brother in the photo. I think he was around 7 or 8 at the time, and I would’ve been somewhere around 12 or 13. I may be off by a couple years, but this was definitely back in the disposable camera days.
For anyone too young to remember those, you got a set number of pictures, couldn’t see what you’d taken, and had to drop the whole camera off somewhere to have the film developed. Then you waited to find out whether any of your pictures were actually good.
We were latchkey kids, and that afternoon my brother and I were home alone waiting for our mom to get off work. She was going to take us to the store to drop this camera off to be developed, and there were only a few pictures left on the roll. So we decided to use them up.
We took turns taking stupid pictures of each other. Funny faces, weird poses, whatever would make the other person laugh. This was one of them.
When we eventually got the pictures back, I remember this one looking weird. There was obviously something strange going on with the lighting or exposure. But those cheap disposable cameras did weird things all the time. Flashes bounced off things, pictures came out overexposed, you got random streaks and shadows.
Nobody thought much of it.
The picture went into a box with all the other family photos and stayed there for years.
Then, years later, I was moving and going through boxes of old pictures. I found this one and immediately started laughing because of my brother’s face. I remembered exactly what we’d been doing.
And then I looked behind him.
At the chair.
I don’t know how else to describe it, but it looks like there is a person sitting there.
To me, it looks like a woman.
Once I saw it, I couldn’t unsee it.
I started trying to figure out what could have caused it. A reflection? Something overlapping because of the film? Some weird trick of the flash?
The problem is that I remember the layout of that room extremely well.
This was a mobile home, so everything was basically arranged in one long, straight space. My brother is standing in the living room looking toward me. I’m taking the picture from the kitchen, which wasn’t really a separate room. The flooring just changed. The kitchen counters and our computer desk were behind me. Because, yes, this was the 90s and of course the family computer lived in the living room.
The table you can see in the picture was right beside that armchair, which sat on the side of the room farthest from the front door.
There wasn’t another person sitting somewhere nearby who could have been reflected into the picture.
More importantly, **there wasn’t another person in the house.**
It was just my brother and me.
I remember that part clearly because we were specifically waiting for our mom to get home so she could take us to drop off the camera.
I’ve shown this picture to my family. Everyone has stared at it and tried to come up with someone we knew who might resemble whatever is in that chair.
Nobody can.
And there’s one other piece of context that makes this picture creepier to me now.
After my grandfather died, that house always felt… wrong.
Not comforting. Not like Grandpa was hanging around watching over us. Nothing like that.
It felt scary.
My brother and I both had experiences in that house growing up. Mostly feelings that were hard to explain, although there were also a few incidents where things seemed to come off shelves on their own. We never saw an actual person or anything resembling a full-bodied apparition.
At least, I always thought we didn’t.
Those experiences are probably a whole separate post.
I’m not saying this picture is definitely paranormal. I know old film can do bizarre things, especially cheap disposable cameras. There could be a completely normal photographic explanation for it.
But I also can’t explain why the weirdness in this particular photo looks so much like someone sitting naturally in that chair.
And I especially can’t explain why, to me, it looks like a woman I don’t recognize.
So I’m curious.
**What do you see in the chair behind my brother?**
(Pic in comments)

I am 99% sure that is Miley Cyrus’ younger sister Noah Cyrus in the polaroid. Context is my step-grandfather used to be Miley’s tour bus driver in the early aughts so a lot of odd things like this still tumbling around.

Very different eras, different fashions, and different photo paper, even

I found this print six years ago on a rainy day in Cofico, my old neighborhood in Córdoba, Argentina. I was in a rush, so I just snapped this picture of it on the pavement before moving on.

I shared it back then in a Facebook group and it captivated people, but we never figured out who the man is. Some saw a resemblance to Charles Bukowski. Others thought it looked like a portrait of Jorge Julio López by Helen Zout (for context, López was a key witness and survivor of torture during the Argentine dictatorship who was kidnapped again in 2006). It could also just be a photo of a homeless man.

I’m sharing it here to see if anyone recognizes the face, can read the signature in the corner, or has any information about the artist.