Cynical Optimism: A final tribute to my dear friend, the Polaroid
There was always something deliciously satisfying about a Polaroid snapshot. The process itself was an event—the blinding clap of flash, the moment’s anticipation, then the single square of blackened photo paper that came streaming out of a grotesquely bulky object which, by today’s standards, would be laughable to call a portable device. Somehow the act […]


