Everyone’s posting black and white photos on Facebook lately and so when someone challenged me (thanks, Gail!), I converted a few of this year’s pics into black and white. I was surprised at what I saw.
Black and white feels so much more distinct and complex. Each layer matters, each angle. Moods emerge where color once was. It’s almost as if, when you subtract color, the real image swims into view.
(Remember the movie “Pleasantville” with Toby Magquire and Reese Witherspoon, which started in black and white and then turned to color when people became more enlightened? Well, this is that in reverse.)
Here is a snapshot of my year without the color or captions, just the nitty-gritty of who I am, where I was and how I felt.