one overpriced shot…

one chance

I have been shooting polaroids religiously since I was given my first restored camera 4 years ago. that grey polaroid has been everywhere that I have gone. I have many shots, keepsakes of moments that I’ll never relive, or people that perhaps I wont see again. The thing that I love about polaroids is that they are a gift within themselves, not just the moment but the physical copy. I keep a journal which is related I promise. I write everyday (that I remember), I stick all the shots I take and keep the memories as a collective. thats the art. thats exactly what they are. Polaroids are the physical representation of memories. or at least they are to me. I have a whole relationship that only exists in these white square frames now. and you know something? I am never ungrateful for the expression they have given. so my biggest love and piece of advice. shoot polaroids at every, and I mean every, given chance. because one day they might be all you have of that moment.

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