Black and white

A few days ago, I was nominated in a kind of game, one of those chains on Facebook that you often see in your feed. I don’t normally like this kind of things, and yes, I always hope to never be chosen!

This time it’s about photography, and I accept the challenge, but without nominating anybody. I play for the pure pleasure of pausing for a moment and choose 5 black and white pictures. I don’t know if the ones I’ve chosen are the most beautiful or the most “artistic” ones, but each represents an instant, a place, and a feeling that are dear to me.

So here’s my selection, hope you’ll enjoy it.

1/5

Every story has a beginning: nature, her rhythms and her ever changing being. The simplicity of a bare branch and some raindrops on an autumn day. Beauty is everywhere, in breathtaking landscapes as in small things.

2/5

The road takes an abrupt turn, from the silence of woods to London. You probably expected one of those classic shots of the city, but I chose this one: Notting Hill, rain pouring down, a delicious hamburger in a restaurant that I had found on the Internet. An ordinary scene, on an ordinary day in London.

3/5

On a boat in Bruges, Belgium. I was traveling alone, the best decision I could ever take last year. I took time to walk, discover, observe, to engage in a conversation with myself. A journey at 360°.

4/5

How could I ever forget Turin, my city. I flee away and every time I come back I love it a bit more. The LoneLy Walkers taught me to look at it with curious eyes, and from that moment on it never failed to show me its beauty.

5/5

Back to my first love, nature. I captured it on film, in a never ending dialogue between old and new, known and unknown. Time to see, to set the camera for the shot; silence that is never so, the eyes gazing beyond the horizon.