It’s about the moment, not the circumstances. It’s about the people, not the scenery. It’s about truth, and not about perfection. Instants of gleeful nonsense, innocuous reflections of the soul, unabashed postures and peculiar faces wrapped in 3.5 X 4.2 in. films. It embodies the essence of now without tainting it. The confluence of emotions, whether you’re waddling and quaking like a duck or reluctantly trying to look natural, is framed and extended indefinitely. The evidence of our ever substantial need to treasure what we had.
I love Polaroid photos because this is exactly how I want my life to be like.
sigh. i love them too. especially when you take them!
I have a Canon, but I must say that you are definitely making me want a Polaroid.
Stunning.