For the love of instant photography: Using the Impossible Project’s film

When I was a kid, instant photography was already mostly faded into the vaults of nostalgia. The film wasn’t available anymore, but family members still had the old Polaroid cameras, and I always wanted to play with them only to be told I could hold the camera but couldn’t actually shoot with it. Then, when I was in middle school, Polaroid came out with the i-Zone, a “pocket-sized camera” (marketed as such even though it’s way too large for anybody’s pocket, let alone the younger crowd it seemed to be marketed toward) that printed smaller photos as stickers. I was gifted one of these before going on a school camping trip but only used it during that trip because the sticky film was irrationally priced in the eyes of my parents.

Nowadays brands like Fujifilm are making trendy new instant cameras and the film to match, but the nostalgia addict in me doesn’t want to drop all that money on a little plastic pastel-colored toy when I have an old land camera in perfectly fine condition just begging to be loaded up and used.

In comes the Impossible Project. These fine people began manufacturing film to fit into old Polaroid cameras with a new formula. It does come with its downsides, though. The film takes close to an hour to show your picture, and the company is still working on perfecting the formula. The film is also pretty expensive at about $25 for eight shots. But it’s a small price to pay if you really want that original Polaroid feel. I’ve been lucky enough to get my hands on a few packs of film in the last few months, so here are a few of my shots.


Out of Massachusetts: Exploring Pittsburgh’s Strip District

As one might gather from the photos I posted a few months ago about our trip to Philly, one of our favorite things about traveling is trying the local food. So when the time came for us to try and decide what we wanted to do during the few hours we spent in city of Pittsburgh in June, a small amount of research quickly pointed us toward the Strip District. My brother Patick was to be our ride and our guide, though he isn’t 100% familiar with Pittsburgh either since he lives about an hour outside of it. I took that as a good thing though — we’d all be experiencing something new.

Now, I’ll be real here: we did have one stop of our tour in mind already as a must-eat for the trip, and that was Primanti Brothers. The Travel Channel and Food Network sold us on it a long time ago. When we looked a little closer at the surrounding neighborhood, we figured it’d be a good starting point to see the rest of the Strip District. I opted for the vegetarian option in hopes that it’d keep some space available in my stomach for the next food stop, and if I’m being totally honest, I wish I didn’t. All that meat looked and smelled completely unreal, and I was very conspicuously ogling Brian’s brisket sandwich the whole time.

One of our food stops included this kabob stand (you really can’t hold us back from food trucks), which we first noticed because of the bearded man who was painting a massive bird on it. Patrick, being a novice to our travel style and not having stomachs like ours, skipped this and watched on while Brian and I indulged in a kabob and a couple spring rolls. 
We also passed by a couple street musicians in our travels through the Strip District. They weren’t exactly Brian or Patrick’s cup of tea, but reminded me of Ghost Mice a little bit, so I took their picture. I always love when singers seem to use their whole face or whole body to express their vocals. Look at that dude’s neck. Damn.