Demise

Just so you'll know--the Polaroid is gone.  I can't buy any more from "the source."  Excruciating. All things come to an end, or must, I know, but I keep learning and thinking about what I am doing and want to go further.  "Give me more time," I sing to the dark night.  But now I must think of something.

Polaroid should be forced to give up their formulas for film if they are not going to produce it any longer.  They should let someone else do it if they won't.  Some of their films like types 665 and 55 and 59 and 669 are important parts of art history.  They certainly shouldn't be allowed to put that away in a vault and say "no" to artists hungry for the medium.  They ran a bad business in the end and could not afford to go on, but it was bad business by all accounts, bad management, not bad product.

No need to tell you more.  I have a little left and will finish up with it, but the next series of carnival images, was intended for Polaroid.  There is not enough left for that.

And so what you have seen and will see here is all there will be in the history of this process.  I think.  I keep my fingers crossed that something miraculous will happen.  But the price of my prints just went up. Sky rocketed.  I will make a few available to Christie's and test the market.  I have made some very large prints, 32"x26", and they thrill me.  Framed.  In truth, I have never sold a print.  I've given plenty away, but I am not much for commerce.  It would be both an agony and a thrill to sell one.  No, no, that is not it.  Another emotion.  I do think I would be embarrassed.

As an aside, though, the woman in this photo is an artist who works with many alternative processes.  She works with a lith printing process that sounds intriguing.  I'll let you know.