[Just to clarify – my lovely friend Sas got engaged at the weekend]
Camera lovers unite
My newest purchase, delivered to my door at 7am this morning. She started it off, with her minty green body and flirtatious little lens. All I was going to do was take a quick Polaroid of her to send to a friend, but then, before I knew what was happening, the rest of the gang wanted to get in on the action. And I’m such a push-over, I just couldn’t say no…
My beloved SX-70. If I could only shoot with one camera for the rest of my days, this would be it.
My first proper camera: my Canon AE1 SLR. She took me through art school and beyond.
The Hasselblad, or as she is now known, the beast. Heavy, reliable, beautiful.
One of my first Polaroids. All cameras should have rainbows on them – fact.
My little Instamatic. I had one of these when i was a kid, and even though i’ve never put a roll of film through her, she still makes me smile.
To meet the rest of the gang, click over here.
~ Fairy tales ~
I’m fascinated by the work of photographer Anastasia Cazabon, how she makes every photograph full of metaphor, story and hidden meaning. So beautiful. From her website:
[all photographs by Anastasia Cazabon]
~ Polaphrenia ~
Polaphrenia, noun, a clinical obsession with Polaroid film and cameras, often accompanied by an inability to control oneself when faced with a large stash of expired 600 film and a sunny day. There is currently no known cure for this condition, but in general most sufferers deny they have a problem (also known as Pola-denial). Polaphrenics rarely have fresh groceries in their house as they use their fridge to store their film stash. See also debt, bankruptcy, RSI.
Farewell Roid Week, it's been fun. Some more of my favourites are over here.
1. house of polaroid, 2. Polaroid : Victoria to Seattle, 3. jen and diana, 4. Untitled