Making Memories: My Childhood in Analogue (a.k.a Back When I Didn't Run from Cameras)


I’m not sure if everyone else went through the same phase, but there was a time in my younger days when I didn’t really like being photographed. However, as a child, I didn’t really think much about how I looked, and even if I did, I couldn’t do much running away from my doting, camera-toting parents anyway!

My younger, bushy-haired self playing with some candies beside my mom during her office Christmas Party. And yes, I'm still bushy-haired.

Everybody likes having a good trip down memory lane once in a while, getting absorbed in a wave of nostalgia just by dusting off photo albums and prying memento boxes open. I just had a bit of that in time for Lomography’s #MakingMemories campaign. Aside from unearthing some amusing photos of myself as a bald baby and a quirky, bushy-haired girl, I was also instantly reminded of how much my parents wanted to capture every moment of my life (and my younger brother’s, eventually) in photos.

Looking at these photos, it didn’t take much to make my sparsely-haired infant self smile, laugh, or coo in front of the camera.

I guess as parents, they just couldn’t keep themselves from wanting to document every milestone, every celebration, and every special occasion that my brother and I went through — all the more so because my dad worked overseas and won’t be back home for almost a year. My mom always had a camera ready for our birthdays, school activities, or even some random rough-and-tumble at home so she could send something to our homesick dad.

Birthday photos never go missing from the pack of photos that she would send to my dad, so they are among my favorites. Looking at the photos, I can still feel the love sent from our side in Manila, and the happiness and longing of my dad as he flipped through each photo from his side of the world.

I even wrote on the back of my birthday photos, as if I didn’t want to forget the precise date and time of such a special occasion.
This is one of my favorites, because photos of us as a family were kind of rare (since my dad worked overseas for most of the years). Pardon the grumpy look, I can’t remember why I pulled that face! Also, it shows how much my brother looked like our mom while I looked like a carbon copy of my dad. And yes, I’m a daddy’s girl until now!
My brother and I were almost inseparable when we were still kids. At some point, our mom even made us wear matching clothes (too bad I couldn’t find our photos of those days)!

However, as I grew older, I shied away from cameras pointed at me by family and friends. Too self-conscious and perturbed by my ugly duckling/adolescent days, I would immediately duck or dart away once I see someone with a camera held before me. When I couldn’t run away from my mom, l glared, made faces, covered my face, and frowned at the camera, much to the dismay of my mom who thought I wasted the frames! Of course, they’re the kind I wouldn’t dare to share!

Fast-forward to the present, I know it has become a lot easier and more convenient to take snapshots of important events and milestones in our lives, but I’m sure nothing comes close to the feeling that comes with unearthing decades-old photographs of ourselves.

What about you, what’s your childhood story?

This month is dedicated to #MakingMemories with Lomography. Raid your attic, blow the dust off your photo albums, and share your favorite analogue memories with the world. Scan those photos and upload them to Lomography and your social media accounts, using the tags #MakingMemories and #Lomography. It’s time to celebrate the good old days through the magic of analogue photography!

written by plasticpopsicle on 2013-10-04 #lifestyle #my-analogue-childhood #makingmemories #analoguechildhood

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