Where do you go for inspiration? Because I was born at the dawn of the internet age, I (sometimes ashamedly) admit that I often find myself blog surfing. I know – not what you might expect from an “artsy type”; but there is much beauty to be found in the depths of this electronic haystack, and that’s exactly what I stumbled upon just a few minutes ago.
These amazing polaroids are by artist Elizabeth Soule. I don’t know how she does it, but she’s managed to capture a feeling, a memory I’m not sure is real, but one that is decidedly genuine. That’s the line I want to walk as a photographer. I don’t aim to document something with stark accuracy because precision is not the language in which our hearts remember. Rather, I want to capture it as it is felt by its most fervent participants.
