After flying every week since the start of the New Year, we were so happy to be home this weekend in New York. I’ve really been wanting some time for reflection, inspiration, and simple pleasures. Below are a collection of Polaroids from my archive through the years and thoughts from a weekend home…
An old Polaroid Land Camera adapted to hold 120 film and a bight sunny day in Manhattan using Rollei Retro 400s film sees the city through a new light.
The Polaroid camera turned film camera:
What I love about Polaroid film is the notion that you only get one shot. Unlike digital where you can take hundreds on the same subject, the limitations of Polaroid film make you slow down and really be ready to capture a single image. The unexpected bubbles, uneven development, rips or tears all add character to the image. I researched and walked to each one of the 22 squares in order to choose which 10 I would photograph, at the bottom of the post you can see my diagram and notes.
All images taken with my Polaroid Automatic Land Camera 440 and Fuji instant film
Pulaski Square~ Known for its live oaks.
Madison Square~ Part of the “crown jewels” of Savannah.
Monterey Square~ Said to be the most beautiful square of Savannah, all but one building surrounding the square are original and in the background of this Polaroid is Mercer Williams House, my favorite home in Savannah.
Lafayette Square~ Watched over by the stunning Cathedral of St. John the Baptist
Crawford Square~ During segregation and Jim Crow laws this was the only square in Savannah where African Americans were permitted.
Chippewa Square~ or as I call it, Forrest Gump’s Square. My favorite coffee shop sits on this square and I’ve spent many hours looking out at it.
Wright Square~ One of the original 4 and one of my favorites.
Reynolds Square~ two of my favorite things happen around this square, the nostalgic Lucas Theatre and the piano bar in the basement of the Pink House.
Warren Square~ Represents the sister city relationship to Boston. On the right you can see one of the historic buildings Savannah is known for and on the left you can see the disgraceful parking garage, something I passionately detest. Prevention from development like this is rich in Savannah’s history.