Lately, I’ve been thinking, which makes me feel… the right word here is good. Good after the atrophy brought on by having had two children. I often wonder when I might get more than 31.4 seconds to think about anything before hearing Mama!?! Anyway, it’s been a reasonably good brain week and so I’ve been thinking about something that used to cross my mind a lot, pre-Mallet -Spawn, namely Black and White photography vs. Color photographyand why I’m consistently drawn to the former.
More than 50% of the time I choose to edit my images as Black and White, instead of color. Sure, Black and White looks good, but there’s more to it than that and it’s taken me some time to pinpoint what exactly it is. For me, Black and White is like the white noise machine I’m currently hearing over my baby monitor. It drowns out all the riff raff and the unnecessary, and because of that, I can immediately focus. What do I focus on? That of course depends on the image. But I can tell you that I will likely look at a Black and White image longer than a color one.
There’s something about it that leaves the story unfinished, sort of like the opposite of an American love story that finishes all neat and tidy with everyone friends and all conflicts resolved. I’m showing the Lovely Lady Client below in Black and White because there’s this sophisticated, brooding, steamy thing about them. She has, hands down, the most flawlessly porcelain complexion I have ever seen. Her eyes are blue and her cheeks are rosy. Bet you wish you could see huh? Well guess what? I’m going to make you think about just how glowey she is because her images are BW! mwaaaahahahhhaaaaaa. (insert thunder)
Over and out y’all