Nostalgia is a really powerful thing sometimes. When I sent the pictures in for the Analog Age contest, when I first got them from my sister, looking through them almost brought me to tears. A lot of times I wish it was just that way again.
It is “necessarily” and not “nessecarily”. Anyway, the mosy beautiful strip in Dumm Comics, and I feel it that way even though I’m not American and I don’t share the same idiosyncracy. There is something universal in the memories of the analog age, I love it. And aesthetically, this strip is a pleasure to the eye.
No, I was indeed missing your point. You were talking about personal memories and I thought of how movies invoke a time period, be it the actual time the movie was made or an attempt at historical reconstruction.
Oh, ok. Sometimes movies are stuck in whatever time you see them too. You can remember what you were doing that day, who you went with, what snacks you ate–even if the movie was bad or set in the 1960′s…
- Ratfinks
- Car-Toons/Mad Magazine
- Model rockets
- Basla wood gliders
- Rubber band wind up airplanes
- Hot Wheels racing (I think you did this one)
- Friction cars
- Wind up sparkling bulldozers ( sparkles came out the exhaust stack )
- Really long, itchy wool scarves you (insert female relative here) Kinted just for you, now go outside and play!
- Helping Mom make Christmas cookies with a dough press – kind of like a caulking gun, but it had a screw type press and interchangable mold slots for cookie shapes.
- Sneakers with laces half way up your leg — well way above your ankle anyway. Bright red ones.
- Wool pants. That itch. Or Courderoy.
- Helping in the garden by placing bricks along the edge — one standing, one flat, another standing, etc.
- Four kids in the back seat of a small car on a cold winter’s day, and overheating cause you were all crammed together.
- Riding a toboggan into a clothes line pole — After going diagonally through four adjacent back yards down the hill the houses were built on.
- Stories about the Christmas ornaments you were putting up – The pressed lead snowflakes from great gram, the little glass horn from great aunty, the little purple pig hanging on a paper clip from Uncle in the Navy (from Japan after the war)….
- The neighbor kid’s new pet puppy which ran off with your favorite little car — and searching the back yard for it
- The other neighbor’s cat which never really liked you, no mater what you did or offered it
- The day you found a baby rabbit, all alone
- Looking at the baby birds in the nest on the front porch trellis, just under the eaves
Ah! Those! I forgot about those :) Thanks for the suggestions! I’m going to add some to the list. There is definitely some good stuff in there that we can all relate too :)
Nostalgia is a really powerful thing sometimes. When I sent the pictures in for the Analog Age contest, when I first got them from my sister, looking through them almost brought me to tears. A lot of times I wish it was just that way again.
It really is weird. I’ve been doing Analog Age now and it’s really like reliving all those memories again. Like I’m still there…
“…are always more powerful thAn the way…”
Yeah, I noticed that too. I’ll fix it for the book :)
Some poor wording choices here, but, going off your previous material, I won’t insult you by pointing them out.
Overall though, this was a nice little comic with a nice little message. Charming piece of work you’ve got here.
Thanks! Please help spread the word :) You can always send me an email if you want to point them out :) gabe@lifeintheanalogage.com
It is “necessarily” and not “nessecarily”. Anyway, the mosy beautiful strip in Dumm Comics, and I feel it that way even though I’m not American and I don’t share the same idiosyncracy. There is something universal in the memories of the analog age, I love it. And aesthetically, this strip is a pleasure to the eye.
Aw, thanks! IT means a lot to know it crosses over language and cultural backgrounds! So glad you enjoy it! Please share :)
^ “This strip is a pleasure to the eye.” – Indeed.
I always figured watching movies was a good alternative to actual time-travelling. But I may be missing your point.
Do you mean like home movies?
No, I was indeed missing your point. You were talking about personal memories and I thought of how movies invoke a time period, be it the actual time the movie was made or an attempt at historical reconstruction.
Oh, ok. Sometimes movies are stuck in whatever time you see them too. You can remember what you were doing that day, who you went with, what snacks you ate–even if the movie was bad or set in the 1960′s…
Lovely! I am enjoying this strip more and more for the way it brings out the tiny, beautiful facets of life that most people overlook.
Thanks! Are there any little faucets that you would like to see that you haven’t yet?
Ah… Sherman, set the Waybak machine….
- Ratfinks
- Car-Toons/Mad Magazine
- Model rockets
- Basla wood gliders
- Rubber band wind up airplanes
- Hot Wheels racing (I think you did this one)
- Friction cars
- Wind up sparkling bulldozers ( sparkles came out the exhaust stack )
- Really long, itchy wool scarves you (insert female relative here) Kinted just for you, now go outside and play!
- Helping Mom make Christmas cookies with a dough press – kind of like a caulking gun, but it had a screw type press and interchangable mold slots for cookie shapes.
- Sneakers with laces half way up your leg — well way above your ankle anyway. Bright red ones.
- Wool pants. That itch. Or Courderoy.
- Helping in the garden by placing bricks along the edge — one standing, one flat, another standing, etc.
- Four kids in the back seat of a small car on a cold winter’s day, and overheating cause you were all crammed together.
- Riding a toboggan into a clothes line pole — After going diagonally through four adjacent back yards down the hill the houses were built on.
- Stories about the Christmas ornaments you were putting up – The pressed lead snowflakes from great gram, the little glass horn from great aunty, the little purple pig hanging on a paper clip from Uncle in the Navy (from Japan after the war)….
- The neighbor kid’s new pet puppy which ran off with your favorite little car — and searching the back yard for it
- The other neighbor’s cat which never really liked you, no mater what you did or offered it
- The day you found a baby rabbit, all alone
- Looking at the baby birds in the nest on the front porch trellis, just under the eaves
Probably enough for now. How’s that?
Ah! Those! I forgot about those :) Thanks for the suggestions! I’m going to add some to the list. There is definitely some good stuff in there that we can all relate too :)
Here’s some more for ya too: http://www.lifeintheanalogage.com/tag/artifacts/