My Last Polaroid Picture?
Grandmom K loved her Polaroid. I remember the little photo- album- on- a- stand in which she placed all her pictures. Every one labeled on that extra white space at the bottom. Everything from birthday parties, to family picnics, to Grandpop’s 60 plus pound Red Drums he’d catch off Altantic City.
Polaroid pictures look like memories. They’re a bit softened, or misty – not just stuck in time, but alive in time. They immediately take on a look that my memories take on over time.
So here’s Trent, a Polaroid taken on Saturday, at the town Easter Egg Hunt. After that is an image taken with my Digital SLR. That is, a Polaroid of Trent, and then a picture of Trent having his picture taken.
Last Polaroid? Trent, Easter 2009
And this picture from my DSLR:
A Picture of Trent Having His Picture Taken
I think Grandmom would have loved both pictures. But I think she’d keep the Polaroid.
And I wish I had a few more Polaroids of her.
hi MX West,
That’s a lovely picture and a great story. When you take your final ever Polaroid, would you consider uploading it to our site?
http://www.mylastpolaroid.com is making an online archive of the final Polaroids people around the world take, as a tribute to the film.
Cheers
Max