Woke up in the middle of the night to heavy rain and thunder. Spontaneously, I decided to try my luck again at catching some lightning bolts on Polaroid. This time, I had the distinct feeling the gods were mocking me. There were some really beautiful lightning strikes - just barely out of frame - or so many at once that the picture ended up completely overexposed.

When the rain finally stopped and the silence returned, with only some distant sheet lightning flickering on the horizon, I decided to put my camera away. And of course, just then, a truly spectacular lightning bolt appeared - wide, branching, and dramatic. I just stood there, feeling a bit cheated by the timing.

With the recent storms, I tried to catch a lightning bolt on film - something I’ve always wanted to attempt. There was no real plan or guide behind it, just a lot of trial and error to get a feel for what works with a Polaroid and what doesn’t (and to be fair, I don’t plan on becoming a full-time Polaroid storm chaser). It’s a bit of a dance with exposure settings and timing, thanks to the unpredictability of both the storm and the camera.