A. M. Dunnewin

I just had a “pictures worth a thousand words” moment.

I’m trying to get back into the whole 1920s feel for my next story, and randomly, this picture popped up in my search. Granted, it has nothing to do with the story I have in mind, but for some reason I became so hypnotized by the sight of it I had to share.

I don’t know if it’s the muscles or the hair style or the outfit or the muscles or the nice facial profile he’s got going on or the mechanical structure that’s around him or the muscles…but I’m deeply fascinated just looking at him. Here is a man, a hardworking American (literally) demonstrating his wrench power. Yes, he could be posing for the camera, but WHO CARES, HE LOOKS AMAZING! The artist, historian, and male chasing part of me are all giving this photo two thumps up.

But besides that, I can’t help thinking who this guy was. What was he like? What did he like to do? Did he spend his whole life working in the powerhouse? Did he love anyone? Did he raise a family? Was he a good guy? Bad guy? Boring? Exciting? Inspirational? Heartbreaking? Adventures? There are so many people just like him, yet who was he? What did he think of the world at his age? Did he laugh at the photographer who wanted to snap his picture? Did he care at all? Was there passion in him, or was he a workhorse his whole life? It’s fascinating to wonder who exactly this man, lost in a black and white photograph, was really like. I wonder if people in the future would ask the same questions about us if they saw our pictures.

Either way, this photo is a beautiful mixture of art and history, and will always and forever be priceless. 🙂