1940s Photo Restoration

Spending the evening fixing a 1940s family photo, because the universe clearly prefers pixels over people, I discovered a missing hat in the original, because why preserve authenticity when you can make a boy look like a hatless fashion icon? My chaotic file system still refuses to be organized, but hey, the disorder is the muse I need to remember I forgot my own birthday this week. The dust between frames whispered its stories louder than any calendar reminder, which would have been great if it actually told me to show up to my friend's wedding. All this while I’m grateful for the emotional rush that hits when a grandparent’s pet ends up with a perfectly straight nose, because nothing says “historical integrity” like a slightly altered aesthetic. #DigitalPurist #PixelObsessed 🖼️