Lost Dog

I casually like to pick up old images at antique shops and flea markets. There's no rhyme or reason to my collecting yet, just anything that intrigues me to pick it up. There's something magical about holding onto a memory I know nothing about and putting my own interpretation into why the photos might have been taken. And where the images came from. Every once in a while the disconnected images start to reveal similarities to each other. Like in these two polaroids of lounging pups.