My Polaroid Diary

another...

photo from my gray day.

a lone pinecone

grey or gray?

they are both in the dictionary defined as the color. i think i prefer the word gray for some reason. lately southern california has been pretty gray/grey. it makes for washed out polaroids and for a moment yesterday i thought maybe there was something wrong with my beloved camera. no it's just the sky reflecting back. washed out, like rocks on a beach, except not. more like rocks in the open space across the street from my house on the walk to starbucks. not nearly as romantic. unless two kids on scooters and an iced vanilla latte is your idea of romance. and i like that just fine!

 

it's been a long time

dear polaroid diary,

i am so sorry to have neglected you for so long.

it was not my intent as you are one of my favorite things.

life just became to complicated to give you the attention

you deserve. i promise to try harder to keep you updated.

i promise to try to use my camera on a regular basis.

here's to a new year and a fresh start.

love, jen

shades of white

  vintage paper bells and a flash

finding fall

  one leaf at a time.

there were even sunflowers

  at the pumpkin patch we visited today. they made me very happy.

still summer

  from the looks of things it would seem it is still summer here in southern california.  i'm ok with that.

19 months

  and cuter by the minute.

on my mind

 

experimenting with my polaroid and ephemera. two of my favorites things.

who?

playing with light and texture.