My Harry Potter Polaroid Camera

Aaw, my sweet poor Polaroid camera. After our Bumpy Start, he really thought we were fine. But then I took him for a 12 hour trip to the other side of the world in the chilly cargo hold of a plane, which already made him a bit grumpy.

And then I took him to the Grand Canyon. It was a wonderful sunny day, I shot one picture with him and then I thought: I think it would be a good thing if I’d attach that strap-thingy to him, so I can hang him around my neck. Thing is, I’m not very good with attaching strap-thingies to camera’s (or attaching whatever one thing to another, I have the locomotion of a turtle, to be honest). Next, I took a stroll along the rim of the Grand Canyon with what I thought a firmly hanging Polaroid camera around my neck…which turned out to be a bit of an illusion. So after shooting one picture with my Polaroid, the not-so-very-firmly-attached-strap let loose and made the camera meet up close and personal with the canyon rim down below.

Woopsadaisy.

I guess at that moment the camera was really fed up with me. He refused to give one single sign of life and stubbornly kept displaying this giant ‘E’ one his display.
*Sigh* Stupid turtle skilled girl!

Luckily I married a guy that liked to dismantle and assemble electronic devices when he was a little boy (and still does). So that damaged, not working camera was just another nice electronic challenge for him. (“No worries dear, I’ll fix that Polaroid camera for you and could you please stop crying about it now?”) He fixed it of course. The little plastic cap that houses the batteries broke off though, so that is hold together now with a giant piece of white tape, the kind you normally use for bandages, or in Harry Potter’s case, to fix your glasses with.

For those who read this blog for a while now know I love imperfect things. So the large Harry Potter tape on the side of my Polaroid camera makes me love him even more. And I love the yellowish, dreamy pictures I shot with him. But I wouldn’t be surprised if one day my camera has left to find someone who takes better care of him. Someone who likes things to be perfect and who has the locomotion of a cat.

Above: The majestic Grand Canyon made us fall into silence.
Middle: I love these kind of old-school signs.
Below: Llama’s and trailers in Escalante, near Bryce National Park.