Picture this: I am maybe 2 years old wearing some ghastly 70s knitted clothes. It is my father’s sister’s birthday and I am unscrupulously helping myself to the whipped cream on the birthday cake.
The whole scene is captured in glorious Polaroid. And for many, many years after that I dreamt of owning a Polaroid camera.
After the end of Polaroid and right at the beginning of Impossible I found an SX-70 in very good condition.
Since then I have been shooting Polaroids -some of which you can see here.