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What a day that was…
gift he passed on to his son, Harry Acheson always knew the value of recording the ever-changing world around him.
Back in the days when lugging a camera around was usually the preserve of tourists, this smart young man knew that dramatic changes can happen in the click of a camera.
Especially in a town like Greystones.
Back in 2015, we highlighted Harry’s many Kodachrome adventures around his hometown – and beyond – throughout the 1970s and ’80s, and we’re revisiting them here from another angle.
The angle being a little cosmic surgery that turns Harry’s originals all the way up to 11 on the John Hinde scale.
The colours are richer, the details almost painterly, and in some cases, the results are pretty darn amazing. Especially given that some of those originals look like they could have been smuggled out of prison. With a limp.
Harry with a pic of his pop
And we’re not entirely sure what Harry was mixing his Miwadi with back then, given the kaleidoscopic capers employed in some shots. You half-expect Bowie to pop up out of the water in his Pierrot outfit.
You can check out Harry’s original shots here, his son Gary’s local history explorations here, and the hi-res of these enhanced shots right here.
