When I was about 3, I had photos of myself published in the Montreal Gazette. I was paid for this photo session, and was obliged to file my taxes. This tax preparation session was photographed as a series in the paper. I have no idea who took the photographs, but every year at tax season I am reminded of these photographs and how I feel no different now to how I felt then. Enjoy the session!






What a wonderful set of photos and lovely memories. You were and still are a cutie ❤️
They are a real treasure, I’m so glad I have them, though I have no memory at all of the time they were taken. Not so much a cutie after 70 long years… Thanks!
What a great story, told in such an expressive and beautiful manner by those wonderfully expressive eyes.
Thanks Carmen. This one was short and sweet (or maybe not all sweet…). I wish the same could be said for the actual tax preparation! Thanks for checking in.
Such beautiful portraits and amazing moods! The eyes’re so very expressive!
I love how BW images make these moments timeless!
Isn’t that true? That was what there was, at least for the paper. It works so well now as then. Thanks, Françoise. Bisous.
A beautiful real doll Ellie et espiègle !!!
Bisous
A real beautiful doll ! Big smile
Thanks! That was about 71 years ago, the feelings don’t age.
Beautiful pictures! And I agree that taxes still leave us feeling the same if not worse today!
You are most probably right. We should try expressing our feelings this way any see if it makes them any easier to navigate.
Great photostory Ellie
Applicable today as it was then
Isn’t that the truth? It comes back every year.
I’ll bet that a lot of folks feel as you do in the last photo! I didn’t realize that you had an earlier modelling career.
I knew it would strike a chord with most people. It’s a common feeling, though not many would express their feelings as dramatically.
You haven’t changed a bit, Ellie…and neither has the psychological response to the tax filing process changed – which is so aptly captured in this great sequence of photos of an adorable pint-sized model. You must have earned good fees if it warranted paying income tax for a 3 yr old!
Ha ha! I don’t wear bows in my hair any more, at least. Although why not?
I was a typical exploited child, I guess, as I don’t remember seeing any money.
Every year the stress returns, and I still est apples.