Come back, come back and save us, Dr. Land

I haven't even known what to say about the recent announcements regarding the demise of Polaroid film...upon the news, like an idiot I had a knee-jerk reaction and blew $185 to snag 2 boxes of Type 79 from B&H. At least Brad is understanding, and encouraged me to get more if I wanted.

Today, my order arrived and I opened it to see the dreaded "yellow sticker of death" in the upper right corner.

I'm not taking this well.

Polaroid film is just so personal to me. Next to hand coloring, it's what started my fascination with alternative photographic processes. In fact, it was while researching hand coloring years ago that I kept bumping into references to Polaroid image transfers (which accept hand coloring nicely) and emulsion lifts. Whether Edwin Land liked it or not, his film emulsion formulas could produce wonderfully unique things.

Fascinated, I allowed myself to be become sidetracked, and wanted to learn more, culminating in a 6-week course on the various techniques using Polaroid film. My teacher was very encouraging. Eventually, I began entering juried art festivals just for fun. My second time out, I was astonished to be awarded the overall "2nd Place, Best in Show" prize, due mainly because of my Polaroid work. This was as encouraging as it was validating - and it's been a part of me ever since.

So no - I'm not taking it well and it pisses me off that it's all due to the massive, negative impact of the digital revolution. It's a bitter pill to swallow, knowing these corporations I've supported couldn't care less about today's small artist in this new competitive, digitalized, everything-in-a-second world. 90 seconds from shutter click to imagery is no longer fast enough. Call me a luddite, call me backwards - it's probably all true and I don't care. Something special is gone from the world and no one is screaming from the rooftops. I can only sit back and hope some manufacturer "out there" will have the bucks to snag the rights, freely offered up by Polaroid, to produce this film. While they're at it, they can bring back my sacred Time Zero film. I sound like a drug addict when I say I'll pay the price to get what I want.... but I really mean it. I put off trying Type 55 positive/negative film, until the magic hour arrived that I could get out of the rat race and devote more time to my art, and now it's gone and I feel like I've been robbed.

I thought I accepted the recent demise of Kodak's HIE fairly well.....but this one's killing me.

The above image was done with Time Zero film, hand colored. Time Zero....the first to be eliminated. But not the last, as it turns out.

Goodbye, my lovelies. Your passing deserved more respect than it has received.