remember the old school Polaroid cameras?
my gran has one and i’m fairly certain she doesn’t own another camera, as all the pictures of hers i’ve ever seen or have taken have been with that old Polaroid.
i was cleaning my work office and stumbled across one today. no one is claiming it, so i’m claiming it. hey, if i can’t steal a typewriter…
there is something so pure about using a Polaroid camera. especially holding the edge of the picture with your thumb and waiting for it to develop. in that moment photoshop doesn’t exist. the fun is waiting to see how funky the shot turns out.
i am a camera junky. i have many models, but my favourite cameras are the ones that cost the least as i tend to be more adventurous with those. like the Polaroid, or the Holga.
cheap plastic that lets in the light and distorts the image.
if you squint your eyes and tilt your head everything aligns.
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