Black and white is beautiful… and there’s nothing you can say to convince me otherwise. The ability to flatten an image to its fundamental shapes and forms, to its contours and contrasts, bends and turns, is inherently captivating. It pulls you into the story in a way that color can be very distracting with. Doesn’t hurt that I’m also red-green colorblind and find all the digital editing color correction decisions one is expected to make these days fairly daunting.
I’m not trying to become an Adobe Photoshop pro. I want to create magic. I want to create photographs that change your relationship to time. A good photograph will do that.
