A poem in Polaroids
Through the windows of the soul: A pilot study using photography to enhance meaning in life
As we continue to seek out your fascinating poetry and photography, it has become increasingly apparent that not only does your viewfinder capture the mundane to the silly and thought provoking, but that by you sharing it all with us, you allow us a peek into your colorful imagination and gentle heart, leading us into the deepest places inside of you, your soul! 🤗
Nice, Richard. Excellent photos.
I've tried using the gallery feature when uploading photos, but it looks like no one is using it.
Have you given it a shot?
I found the viewing of these photos to be very satisfying.
Helpful to number the pics, so as to correlate the locations. What IS Lucca? Puccini?
The smartphone selfie is the epitome of rambunctious frivolity - eminently apt for dispersal, generally by the wind. The silver-chloride backed film stock, as a successor to the tin plate, the glass plate and the dinner plate, gave us the expression "Fiver for the lot, including all the negatives." Sure, all of them but one. The Polaroid - beloved of the illicit lover for want of the pesky intervening chemist in the development process - instilled its own feeling of "now or never - this is it - never before, never again." The care taken with a Polaroid - which in its time was the smartphone's precursor for rambunctious frivolity - gave the photographer more a feeling of "Five thousand for the lot, and there are no negatives."
I love how you’ve sequenced these images. I found myself hooked right from the start, increasingly anticipating the next, then the next image as I moved through the sequence.
Lovely polaroids. I must dig mine out one of these days...
Number 4 is certainly..... interesting. I can't tell if that's a mannequin or a human.
Insta-subbed to your substack. great work all around! Thanks for sharing