A few months ago I blogged here about the experience of finding men in daguerreotypes who got the heart racing--"Having Crushes on Victorians," I called it.
I just learned I'm not the only one who enjoys the hot gaze leveling out from sepia. Here's a link to My Daguerreotype Boyfriend.
Enjoy! And don't forget to step into that time machine when its doors open and roses are thrust out at you.
Pictured here is Charles Keeler, an early Berkeley poet.
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