Timeless Polaroids have taken the world by storm in twenty-eighteen from basic Instax to modernized styles to refurbished polaroid cameras from way back when. These classic and one-of-a-kind photos were the original Instagram, snapshot, and frame that documented memories in the form of an instant photo.
I decided to compile the polaroids that I took over the course of this summer to see how a traditional photo album could be made from my adventures abroad.
Every time I walked up and down the stairs in my apartment in Vomero, I walked past this square enclosure that was colored in the most vibrant yellow. Combined with the white arches and vegetation that framed the image, this was my very first photo on my Polaroid Original.
On a day trip to Sorrento on the edge of the Amalfi Coast, the cliffs and stacked architecture overlooking the harbor inspired the creation of the photo on the left.
An enclosed garden hinted by palm trees and an elaborate gate is currently owned by a Russian Empress. Even though we couldn’t see what was on the interior, the entrance was spectacular enough (right photo).Peeking out of our apartment window in between classes one would see the spread of Naples stretching out in a crescent all the way to the gulf. No photo could ever capture the pastel pinks and oranges that painted the sunsets but even so, the metropolis that we woke up to every morning was certainly a marvel to behold. And of course the girls had to have a few nights out on the town.
We found our place strolling the streets around Vomero late into the evening when the nightlife begins, with never too many gelato stops on the way. High above the city center is Castelle Sant’Elmo, where one can see the entire city laid out in front of them like a map. It was no wonder that there was both a monastery and a fortress built on that hill-crest. Before an after dinner adventure on the island of Ischia, we three had to immortalize the smiles we shared after successfully completing another round of exams and compositions. Where the forest meets the city… (Another shot from the fortress of Sant’Elmo.)
A few hours of flying out of Genoa in Northern Italy brought me to Reykjavik in Southern Iceland.
My friend Sophie and I would drive for hours on the barren roads, stopping all too often to capture as many photos as possible as each moment only lasted a blink of an eye.I remember glimpsing some of the spectacular lupines along the sides of the roads at seemingly random intervals, sometimes stretching off into fields of purple. Sophie kept saying how pretty those would be in a photo…so one of those times I slammed on the breaks, hopped out of the car and we had a mini photo session right on the side of the road.
That goes to show that you don’t need to set out an exact time and place to find timeless and priceless photos.
We simply stopped the car. And so can you.
In the left photo, Sophie and I will never forget running through a swarm of tourists and gnats to the base of this stunning waterfall; feeling the spray of the water on our faces and laughing breathlessly because of the quick sprint along the wooden boardwalk.
To the right is an strip of low mountainous land that the road cut through as we drove through Þingvellir National Forest on our adventures around the Golden Circle.
We hardly had to think of coffee before we stumbled upon Te & Kaffi, an excellent and aesthetic chain of warm tea and espresso beverages. Laughing, we knew that we had to capture the giant Swiss Mokka’s that were piled high with thick and creamy whipped cream and chocolate shavings.Overlooking Manarola before we made our dinner reservation, we took as touristy a photo as any. (Literally, if you google Manarola you will probably find this exact photo just without me in the foreground…) Here is yet another snap of Naples, but from a different point of view. You can clearly see Mount Vesuvius and the Gulf of Naples in this one.
It was taken from the balcony of the B&B I stayed at during my final night in Southern Italy and I could have stared at this view for hours if we didn’t have a private boat tour to catch.And yes. The wine in Italy is quite Devine.
(If you want me to ever do a short wine list on a “Daily Journal” post, just shoot me a comment and I’ll be sure to put one together!!)