Most of my photos are in color. Most of them are vivid, vibrant and loud and only a small percent of my photos are in black and white. At times I feel that these colorless photos have lots of stories to tell and are more accessible to relate to. Maybe because colors can be distracting and may lead your eyes away from the story. Life itself is basically black, white and grey. Splashes of colors depend on our palettes.
As Ted Grant says : “When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!”
Of course, I will still continue taking photos in color and may convert some of them to black and white.
black coffee with milk
stains on the sink, polka dots
snow falling outside
blur of city lights
two transparent umbrellas
separate train routes
a flickering bulb
hums of leafless trees, footsteps
on empty car park
in grey, black, white paradise
of color-blind spirits
Even though I have thousands of colored photos, I decided that my first photo book, “Filtered Precipitates”, to be in black and white.
This is a special post in reply to a special prompt in D’verse. Can’t wait to read the poems and hope that my photos serve as temporary muses.