Some months ago a girl from Yokohama was so kind to send me a Polaroid ONE600 as a present, so that’s how my “analogization” process continued; a process that mysterious forces started in order to fight against my digital life. The first trip of my Polaroid was to the Ise shrine, where it took its first picture:
I love the colors it captures, the soft contrast and the feeling of having a physical photo in your hands seconds after taking the photo. The problem is that no more Polaroid films are being produced, it seems like Sumitomo bought the patents and has kept them in a forgotten drawer somewhere. My friend, Sara, still had some films that she bought some years ago and kept them in a fridge (it seems it is the best way to preserve films during long periods of time). A couple of photos turned out bad, most likely because the chemical components had “expired”, but the rest turned out pretty well:
This one with greener colors was taken with Sara’s SX-70, a much older Polaroid.