Kelly and the vintage black and white photos

I'm really enjoying working with these images of Kelly and playing around with different textures and vintage black and white styles. I do love old movies and such and maybe that's why I'm gravitating to this lately. The safety of "three channels as opposed to two hundred and fifty".. it is comforting thinking of childhood days. I know that's not the case for some, but for me fortunately it is. wow. sudden turn to deep and depressing. but alas. it is what it is. And I suppose we all bring a nice load of baggage from childhood we do have do open eventually. And this conversation has nothing to do with the gorgeous girl in this picture..who had a lovely childhood I'm sure. I sound like Ellen.. what a rambler..

I love how this turned out.. I'm expecting Gregory Peck to walk up any minute..

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