As many of you know, Polaroid has shut its doors, perhaps for good. There are plenty of reasons, as far as I’m concerned, that this is terribly wrong. Last summer while on vacation at the family beach house, I brought one of my Polaroid cameras (the SX-70) and a stack of various expired films (Time Zero, sx-70, and something I’ve never found since, called “700”.) The combination of the old camera, instant film, (expired, old and worn at that!) and a foggy location led to some of the most dreamy photos I have ever made. Most did not truly ‘come out’ beyond a very overly exposed, faint image amidst a sea of cream. But it was these which I worked with; doing what I call ‘scanning the heck outta them’ in order to drag out, kicking and screaming (some with ghosts of the past) any sort of detectable image; and one which often appeared frightening, surreal, or downright ancient. One of the photos is so hard to believe came from a camera at all...had I not taken it myself, I am sure I'd be completely skeptical.
I thought the processing for the web was difficult…heck no. The processing for something ready-to-print was another animal altogether, as much of what I have prepared to see online tends to print out quite darkly. So the necessary adjustments are what I’ve been working on, and it’s starting to come together. (These are printed out on 8.5x11 inch photo rag paper.) Eventually I am going to do some books of these spooky dreams. At least for myself, and in this small way, I am continuing to give reason and validity to this wonderful film I don't want to believe is really going away.
[These photos will soon all be for sale in the smacshop]