It's Tuesday.

I'm a little sick.

Sorry about my voice.

Okay, so I've been thinking about this picture for a little over half my life.

One of my favorite books is about it.

I made of Log Brother's video about it.

I even own a recent print of it.

And so when Sarah asked if I'd be interested in making an art assignment video about the picture, which is known as three young farmers on their way to a dance and was taken by the German photographer August Sander in 1914 I said, of course, and started doing some research, whereupon I fell way, way down the rabbit hole.

One of the great pleasures of research for me is that I can become consumed by it.

Like I started out on a German language newspaper site about who those boys actually were, where I learned that they were not in fact, farmers.

And then pretty soon I was on genealogy sites and looking up military records and Google maps and obituaries.

I just love that feeling of being lost in a world of research.

Like Rebecca Solnit wrote, Lost really has two disparate meanings.

Losing things is about the familiar falling away.

Getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing, and as I learned more about the young farmers who weren't actually farmers, I got both kinds of lost.

This utterly familiar picture turned out not to be what I thought it was and something unfamiliar began to appear along the way.

I weren't about to other pictures, which I couldn't find anywhere on the Internet and I don't think have ever been publicly seen.

One was another photograph by Sandor, taken three years earlier, that showed one of the boys auto Krieger with his family.

The negative for that photo was probably destroyed during World War Two, along with 30,000 other Sondra negatives, but there seemed to be a print of it somewhere.

The other picture was a postcard sent home by the boy in the middle August Klein, as he and auto prepared for war.

I mean, I understand this is not a big deal to most people, but those boys are the subject of one of the most important photographs of the 20th century, and there were more pictures of them out there that could give us a glimpse of their lives.

Both before and after the critical moment of history.

That was the late spring of 1914.

But despite combing through every Saunders picture ever published, I couldn't find them.

And then after a few days, I was at a dead end when it occurred to me that I actually knew a team of extremely talented cybersleuths in the form of to Atari A, the community that sprang up when Rosie, Ana and I were running a scavenger hunt before turtles all the way down was published to it.

Area is very, very good at solving mysteries, and so I asked them for their help.

Could they verify what I'd already learned and possibly hunt down those two other pictures?

Indeed they could, via correspondence with the extraordinary reporter Reinhard Papst.

We eventually found the pictures and secured the rights to share them.

Pierre is auto Krieger, age 17 3 years before Sander took the famous photograph and also three years before auto would go to the front to fight in World War I.

And here are auto and August after war has broken out, you will note the distance between their expressions and the famous photo, and in this one which was only taken a few months later.

I tell the whole story, or at least what I know of it in the artist Simon video, which are linked to in the Doobie Doo below.

But I wanted to tell this story behind the story here for two reasons.

First, this whole experience has reminded me that just because you look at something or someone every day doesn't mean you're seeing all that there is to see.

And secondly, mysteries large and small usually don't get solved by one person, like we talk a lot about the human capacity for competition.

But I think our secret weapon as a species is our capacity for collaboration.

So thank you to Reinhardt, perhaps than everyone at to Atari A for working together to give us two more glimpses into those young lives.

Hank, I hope you enjoy the artist.

I'm a video again.

The link is below.

I will see you on Friday.

P s.

We're opening up some more slots in the life's Library Book club.

If you want to read books with rosy economy and a vibrant community of readers, which, incidentally includes many people from two it Aria, you could learn more of life's library.

Book club dot com is something I would have tweeted, but I don't have Twitter.

All right?

I gotta go drink some tea with honey in it.