…in colorful frames.
Talking to a very dear friend he goes telling me how i’m cheating by shooting BW. “Why ?” i ask him with the specific dumb grin on my face. “Well, you see, colors make our life grand” he says. “Look around, color is what makes us different, majestic, pitiful and anything but the same”
Well, let me tell you this: “I think you are totally wrong, my friend. I like BW cause i’m lazy” I wistfully counter riposted.
Black and white photography is sincere, non pretentious and somewhat easy to stare at for hours and hours. It’s the very essence of what we are when we are still. No matter how many colors you wear, no matter how bright or pale you dress, no matter how much make up you put on you are nothing but a little monkey, wrapped in a suit, walking around other funny little monkeys. And that is the beauty of it, this is what black and white filters out: the monkey suits that we unconsciously put on every day so that we get the approval of other monkeys.
And just to reinforce the above I uploaded some color stuff.
Oh, and by the way, i love monkeys. :)