I love color and have had a hard time embracing black & white photography, although I have frequently enjoyed the work of others. To push myself to expand my photography work, I am joining Cee’s Black & White Photo challenge, this week focusing on seats. I just went back to my Lightroom file to contrast this B&W with the original color version and I do believe I like the B&W better.
Is it cheating, Cee, to show the original to see what others think?
I want to spend more time looking at the B&W, maybe because it triggers so many memories from across my 76 years of sitting at counters. The B&W draws me in at an emotional level and in this case color seems to produce a block.
If you are interested in joining this challenge or to see what others decide to show us in B&W, click here.
Cee, who loves hosting and participating in photo challenges, called for geometric shapes for her black & white challenge this week. I immediately thought of this “tunnel” built on the highway going west, beyond Kicking Horse Pass. This is a treacherous pass in the winter due to frequent avalanches, and thus they built these structures on the sides of the mountain to cover the highway. I assume that the snow continues to move down the roof and on down the mountain. I’m not sure I would want to be in this “tunnel” when thousands of pounds of snow was passing overhead. This is a major highway, so needless to say we didn’t stop in the tunnel so I could get a sharp photo – I had to settle for clicking on the go.
I love black and white photos that other people take but find it… well, abhorrent to take the color out of my photos. This photo of the opening of a spiral train tunnel at Kicking Horse Pass and the Continental Divide in the Canadian Rockies told me to go black and white. And a red, high contrast filter made it perfect.
There is more story to this tunnel so stay tuned.
Cee’s Fun Photo Challenge this week is one – so I thought I would do one post, with one photo, of one post – tied up to nothing on the beach.
How often does our mind tie us up in very strong knots that don’t serve any useful purpose? Maybe today I will be able to untie just one knot that will free me for a fuller, more loving life – and then tomorrow another. Joy!