Despite an overload of work, the weather at home this past weekend was too good not to appreciate every single second of. Forget endless summer, I vote endless autumn...
You should all know that I have fallen in love...
...with a Polaroid Land Camera.
She has issues, as would anyone of her age, but nothing that a little time and tender-loving-care can't overcome.
Her biggest problem is that the only sustenance she craves is original Polaroid film, all of which only exists in the terrifying (and terrifyingly expensive) LAND OF EBAY, and whose supply diminishes by the day, never to return.
Fuji do a fine job keeping the film creating process alive, but the colours, tones and completely insane behaviour of THE REAL THING cannot be duplicated. Not by Fuji. Not by Apple. Not by Instaspam. Not even by the wonderful people at VSCO.
I recently traipsed five of the mighty United States collecting images on said chemicals, some successfully and some terribly unsuccessfully. Herewith are a first handful from The Sunshine State (Florida).