Day 25 – black and white photography.

With regard to the pictures in this post, aren’t they gorgeous? All found on Pinterest, which has become a new minuscule passion, although I can’t be certain that I actually know how it works. I’m at that point where I’m getting a lot of unique monthly viewers but I have no idea how to attract them as readers. But, really, who cares when this is the sort of image they exhibit?


Frankly, I love all kinds of photography, but black and white has a special place in my heart. There’s something about a photo devoid of colour. Perhaps the contrast creates something deeper. A sort of reality which is stark, and kind of like a noir film. I adore noir drama. Noir dramas make extraordinary use of light. An interesting shaft of light can tell its own story. So much can be conveyed by the right lighting. I’m a former electrician, I know what I’m talking about here. Finally.


We live in a woodland. Lots of trees. When the sun decides to shine, the light spills through the branches and occasionally finds a person. When it found her, my mother used to say, “Sun shining on the righteous.” It didn’t really count when the sunshine found a puddle, but when it crossed her face, she took it as a sign of good things to come.

So, there you have it. Black and white photography. Worth dissolving into.