Polaroid Colorpack II (New instant camera!)

I just got my Polaroid Colorpack II in the mail!! I’m so excited to start using it. It only cost $11. (The cheapest one I could find after lots of looking). The film is more expensive, ranging from the cheapest I could find (9$ from amazon.com), to more expensive film from ebay.com and other places (from 13$- 25$). Of course, I always try to buy in bulk to reduce costs. This is just for the color film, the black and white is more expensive.

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These cameras are from around the 60’s! So it’s not a simple as the modern instax cameras, but it’s still pretty easy. I just cleaned out the battery compartment, put some batteries in, and tested the shutter! It’s working great. I was worried! I’m glad it’s still functioning. What you do to set it up for a shot, is adjust the switch at the top of the lens to either 3000, or to 75. 3000 for black and white film, 75 for color film. Then, adjust the lens to the proper focusing length, which ranges from 3.5 feet, to 50+ feet. There is also a knob where you can adjust the lightness/darkness of the photo.

This camera does not come with flash. (Which is a good thing I guess, considering on most of the instax fujifilm cameras, you have no choice but to always have flash on). BUT, there are these things called flash cubes that you can buy and they come with three flashes a cube. So when you need a flash, put one on there, and open the flash shield (Is that what its called, I’m new to this).  And when you don’t need it, simply take it off and wait for the next time you’ll be needing a flash.

Next thing you do, is turn the shutter button out of its locked position, and press it all the way down.

Then, there will be a white tab, coming from the film slot, you pull the white tab, and then a yellow tab will pop out. Then, you pull out the yellow tab with an even force. If it’s cold outside, you will have to hold the film under your arm while its developing. If not, then set it down (or hold it, it doesn’t matter) and count for the specific amount of time that it instructs you to do on the film box. Then, peel the two pieces apart from each other, One will be your picture, the other will be a color negative of the picture. You can discard it, or you can keep it and do something creative with it!


Now, I’ve watched a few videos and read a few articles about the colorpack II, and there has been a lot of variety in the time that the person waits for the film to develop. A video on youtube, the guy only waited 20 seconds. Everyone in the comments section was complaining “You’re supposed to wait at least a minute! It’s such an injustice to the photo that you only let it develop for 20 seconds!”

But, in an article, the person said to wait 30 seconds. So, I don’t know exactly how long you’re supposed to wait. I’ll find out when I buy the film!

On the side of this camera, under the flash shield thing, there’s a circle thing with machinery type stuff that says “wind”. If anyone has this camera, and knows what that is all about, please fell free to tell me haha. Hopefully there wasn’t supposed to be a knob or something that came with it, because I don’t have it!

Happy snapping!! xx


Introverts and the Outside World

I’ve been an introvert since before I can remember. It was even worse when I was in elementary school. Anytime I got called on, I would refuse to speak. All eyes on me for any amount of time was and still is, too much for me. I hate being the center of attention in any large group of strangers. And you bet, I would never raise my hand for anything other than being excused to the restroom. Even then, it gave me anxiety. And presentations, forget about it! I have nightmares about that kind of stuff. I’ve always considered myself an introvert for these reasons. I hate large groups of strangers. I hate all eyes on me. I hate presentations. I will not approach a person first. I enjoy quiet time by myself. It helps me recharge. I hate buying stuff by myself. I hate ordering food by myself. I hate going to shops and stores and running errands by myself. I’ve always been called shy. I’ve always been called introverted.

And a lot of times, my shyness is mistaken for being stuck up and rude. And I hate it so much. My shyness makes me a bit awkward when encountering strangers for the first time. Not all of my encounters are weird and uncomfortable where I’m forcing a conversation with someone I just met, but there are those time when I start to sweat and panic when trying to make the conversation flow. It’s weird, it seems like there’s a spectrum for my awkwardness with meeting new people. Sometimes you can tell by my body language that I am uncomfortable talking to someone I just met, which makes me even more awkward because I’m noticing that I’m being noticeably awkward! And if I notice it, they notice it. Which makes me panic even more. But sometimes, when first meeting someone, I’m so outgoing and automatically comfortable with the person. And I can joke and sit in silence without it being awkward. I don’t know why that happens. But it sometimes does.

Anyways, let me tell you about an encounter when I first met my now-best-friend. This was in the summer session of college. We were longboarding on top of a garage, I was there with my three guys friends and a few of their other friends. And someone brought along two girls with them. Neither one of them knew how to longboard, so they sat along the side of the garage just watching everyone. One of the guys introduced me and (Let’s call her Sara). I said hi, she said hi. She asked me where I was from, and I told her. And to that, I kind of awkwardly just slipped away from the conversation because I freaked out and forgot how to speak apparently. In my mind, I wasn’t trying to be rude. I’m just socially awkward okay.

She went with her friend and sat back down on the side. She was looking at my longboard and I asked if she knew how to ride. She said no, and asked if she could try. And I said yes, and that I could show her how. So I did. But everyone was going down the garage at this time, and Sara sort of started having a side convo with my other friend, so I picked up my board and started longboarding. Again, in no way was this meant to be mean. I was just awkward.

Me and her are great friends now, but just a couple weeks ago I found out that she thought I hated her when we first met. She said I came across of stuck-up and rude. And into-myself. Why? Because she misinterpreted my shyness and my awkwardness as, well, being a stuck up bitch. And if you know me, you know for a fact that I am none of those things.

I was kind of embarrassed and felt awful when I found out what she thought of me when we first met. I told her no! I’m just shy and awkward and didn’t know what to say. And she rolled her eyes and was like…”You didn’t seem shy to me. You just seemed rude.” I wanted to cry.

But lucky for me, this has made me more aware of how people can interpret my shyness, and I’m learning to try and not let that happen anymore. Damn shyness. It’s always causing problems.

Scattered Pianos

Scattered Pianos

So I went in town and there was a project where there were…seven? hand painted pianos scattered around town encouraging people to play them! I thought they were really cool so I took some photos of people playing them.
(Sadly, I don’t have access to a scanner, so I had to take photos of the instant pics with my cell phone)

Vintage Girls

Vintage Girls

I took this a while ago in Georgia. There was this little vintage shop (real vintage, not that high wasted, combat boots vintage) and I got my sister and her friends to dress up in the dresses there. This set is probably my most favorite out of all the photos I’ve taken. I just like the lighting and the feel of it.

Art, or sleep?

It’s hard to sleep at night. It seems that’s the time when my brain won’t stop thinking of new things to create and new stories to write. I was just about to go to sleep, when I thought of something new to write about and I can’t help but write about it at this exact moment. Now. Not in the morning.


The question is-


Art or sleep? Decisions. decisions. 


Anyone else ever feel this way?

Zach Galifianakis


This is a digital drawing that I drew of Zach Galifianakis. I’ve always loved to draw portraits. And Last year, I was drawing digital portraits a lot! A lot a lot! And lets just say, I’ve gotten a lot better at drawing digital portraits then when I first started last year. I recently looked at the first digital portrait I drew, and I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry… Because it was SO terrible! And at the time, I actually thought it was a good drawing! But, hey, that’s what happens. What do you think of it?


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“I want to stand out among my friends, yet I want to blend in with the crowds.”

I feel like this expresses my personality. When you first meet me, I am shy. I’m not the one to initiate conversation if I haven’t seen you before. But if you talk to me and give me a chance, then you’ll be able to see who I really am. “I want to stand out among my friends” Once you get to know me, you can see my personality and I hope to stand out between all the other people you’ve ever met. But on the other hand, I don’t take well to crowds. I don’t want to stand out in a crowd of people that I don’t know. I will get out of there the first chance I get.
…Just a few of my own thoughts and feelings about friends and crowds.

Figure Drawing

Wow.. I didn’t realize how rusty I was at figure drawing. I hadn’t done figure drawings for a couple months since I completed my figure drawing class. I’ve lost the ability to see what I’m looking at. “Don’t try to make things pretty.” My professor would always tell us this. “Don’t make the drawings pretty, make the drawings accurate.” And I will always keep that in my mind. Because marvelous figure drawings are born because of those words.

She always told us that we should be looking at the model more than our paper. We know what an arm looks like, or a foot, but when you’re drawing a live model, don’t imagine what a foot looks like from what you already know, look at the model’s foot and draw what’s there. Don’t imagine it. That’s the difference between a pretty drawing, and a marvelous drawing.

I’ll probably be able to post some of my figure drawings from that class in about a week, since I don’t have access to them right now. That figure drawing class was tough, and we got yelled at a bit. And pushed to our limits. There were a few points in that class where I was on the verge of tears… but,man, I really did love that class.

The Future

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“Thinking about my future makes my head feel like it’s going to explode.”

It’s true.
There has been so many times when I’ve thought about my future
And I have no idea what it’s going to be
Or where I want to go.
And I end up hunched in a ball
With make-up running
Down my face.

There’s so many options.

I love writing, I love painting, I love illustrating, I love animating, I love designing, I love travelling, I love and have a passion for so many things.

I don’t know what I’m going to do.

I’ve been in the same position many times when someone finds out I’m an art major: “Pfft…art major? What on earth are you Going to do with an art degree?”

I couldn’t tell you.

Because I don’t know yet.

Some of my friends have even made fun of me for it. They would call me “The starving artist” because they don’t believe I could possibly earn a living making art.

I know that I will.

I don’t know how, but eventually I will. Because I’m in love with art. My very being is made up of art. And when you’re that passionate about something, when you’re so in love with something, the product will be outstanding and is bound to be successful.

Yes, you could choose something that is more likely to get you more money. But are you in love with it? Do you really want to be doing That the rest of your life? Because when you’re not passionate about something, you’re not determined to make it the best it can be. And when you’re not determined to make it the best it can be, The end result shows that lack of passion. And when there’s a lack of passion, there’s a lack of success.

So tell me now, whose going to be more Successful?

Someone who hates their job with a passion and is going to be Stuck all their life?

Or someones whose passion for their job could set the earth on fire?

I don’t know where I’m going to end up, but I have faith in God and the talent that He gave me that I will end up somewhere good.