Saturday, January 31, 2015

instant pics

Remember polaroid cameras of your youth? Practically every family had one. It was instant gratification of photo developing at its best; a just taken photo pops out into your hands and develops in just a matter of minutes.

I would have thought those little cameras died for good with all the new technology involving digital printing and developing we have now, never to be resurrected again. I was wrong!

A desire of having a photo of every guest that attended Rose and Devin's reception was my motive; the hired professional photographers said they would do their best to get as many candid shots as possible, but no guarantees on everyone. I began to search for some means of having instant photos...and let me tell you what I found.

 This is an instanx mini 8 camera made by Fuji. Very simple in design and function. Turn it on, push a button, a film pops out, and right before your eyes your watch your photo appear! So cool!!

We set up a little area at the reception, then the photos were displayed on ribbons attached to a large ribbon frame. You know when it gets down to it, it is the dear people, your honored guests, who come and celebrate a very special event with you that are the best part of it all.


Karen @ Pieces of Contentment said...

My grandmother had a Polaroid - magic thing that it was. You have found a brilliant use for the new Instax! I believe it is limited and the 'film' is expensive but for a use like a reception - perfect.

Leslie said...

I'm glad they are still making this kind of camera. I have such fond memories of our polaroid. Congratulations on the marriage of your daughter. She was a beautiful bride. We are in the midst of planning a wedding so seeing photos and getting ideas is very much on my mind.

Hill upon Hill said...

I hope that you don't mind, but I will send this idea to my sister who is getting married in November.

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