I follow a number of Twitter accounts. I even have one, though I’ve never used it for anything except occasionally providing links to this blog.
But, before today, I never quite understood what direct purpose they might serve. (My own purpose for following is indirect: I like observing the effect of echo chambers on private and public thought. That is, I’m rarely interested in what people tweet, but constantly interested in speculating about why they are tweeting it.)
Today, though, I stumbled across an account called Lost in History. It’s an account that consists entirely of photographs that chart the kind of history I try to keep up with through words and YouTube links here. The history that fell between the cracks or has simply been forgotten.
Tracing that kind of history with images alone is so effective it makes me wish I’d thought of it.
As I type this, the top image on the account is of an African child in a “human zoo.”
It’s from Belgium.
And, even so, it didn’t quite prepare me for these.
From 1960, a woman being trained to resist harassment during the Civil Rights era:
From 1948, children for sale in Chicago (they look like they might grow up to be the Appalachian refugees in Haskell Wexler’s Medium Cool, twenty years hence):
Separated, by among other things, this, from backstage at the Oscars in 1956–featuring, literally, the two most glamorous women in the world (and, of all the glamorous women in the history of the world, the two who wore it most easily), each of whom would subsequently devote a good deal of her life to charity.
Caught halfway in between, as it were. And to no avail.
It’s that kind of site. Link here if you’re interested, just be warned it isn’t for the faint of heart.