i cleaned out my basement recently and found boxes and boxes of old negatives and photographs from high school and college. when i started learning photography i focused less on shooting and more on developing my images in the darkroom. it was magical to see my images appear from beneath the solution in the dim red light. all my images then were black and white.
my house is covered in black and white. to me, there is something very emotional in a black and white photograph. expressions take on new meaning and time stands still. obviously i love vibrant color, but when i photographed these beautiful little girls i felt like they needed to be black and white, captured timelessly.
all but one
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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