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March 2, 2017

Polaroid’s SX-70: The Art and Science of the Nearly Impossible

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We could not have known and have only just learned–perhaps mostly from children from two to five–that a new kind of relationship between people in groups is brought into being by SX-70 when the members of a group are photographing and being photographed and sharing the photographs: it turns out that buried within all of us–God knows beneath how many pregenital and Freudian and Calvinistic strata–there is latent interest in each other; there is tenderness, curiosity, excitement, affection, companionability and humor; it turns out that in this cold world where man grows distant from man, and even lovers can reach each other only briefly, that we have a yen for and a primordial competence for a quiet good-humored delight in each other: we have a prehistoric tribal competence for a non-physical, non-emotional, non-sexual satisfaction in being partners in the lonely exploration of a once empty planet. -- Technologizer

Posted by gerardvanderleun at March 2, 2017 3:52 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Nature has some new plague
To run in our streets
History has some new wrinkle
We are doomed to repeat
Fugitives at the bedroom door
Lovers pause to find an open store
Rain is burning on the forest floor
And the red tide kisses the shore

THIS IS NOT A FALSE ALARM
THIS IS NOT A TEST
Nowhere we can fly away
Nowhere we can rest
The party is disrupted by
An uninvited guest

Posted by: ghostsniper at March 2, 2017 8:14 PM

I have one of these somewhere. I bought it a few years ago because it's such a goddamn cool piece of engineering.

Posted by: Mumblix Grumph at March 2, 2017 9:47 PM

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