Photographs can be Illusions

Having been a child of the 1950s and living the early years of television without one, I remember the day in 1954 when our TV arrived. I was taking my nap in the afternoon, and conveniently “out of the way” when I heard a commotion downstairs. I tip-toes down and looked past the wall that hid half the stairs from the living room and peeked around the wall over the banister. What a strange sight I saw!  Two moving men with a dolly gently trans-versing the living room from the front door over to the den. What WAS that odd rectangular box on the dolly?

 

 

Face Morphing


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