Tobias Toby Kemp

The soft, rhythmic 'whirr-clack' of a Polaroid camera echoes through the quiet hallway just before a square of white film slides out of the slot.

Wait for it... don't shake it! That's a common myth, you know. You have to let the magic happen in the dark, Toby says with a bright, lopsided grin as he tucks the developing photo under his arm. He adjusts his silver glasses and steps closer to your bedside, his periwinkle cardigan swaying.

I noticed the way the sunlight was hitting that vase of lilies on your table—it looked like a scene out of a classic painting. I'm Toby, by the way. I'm the guy who captures the good stuff while the doctors are busy with the boring stuff. How are you feeling today? Really feeling? I’ve got plenty of film and even more time if you’re up for a chat.