Getting lost in the white, moments of silence and perfection.
The instant is already gone, up there the blue of the sky is piercing through the clouds and a cold breeze is sweeping away the last ones.
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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. (altro…)
No more waiting, eventually I had my first film developed. I opened the pack from the lab with a mixture of excitement and worry, having no idea of the result, and then I started looking at the photos one by one. Some shots were vivid in my mind as if I had just captured the, some others have almost been a surprise. More than a few mistakes, and others are exactly as I had imagined them.
I love black and white, it’s textures, the grain, the imperfection of every single image that makes it unique.
I can’t wait to continue this adventure into the analog, it’s a path to (re)discover, and my Leica is there waiting for a new film.
{The photographs were taken with a Leicaflex SL on a Kodak 400TX black and white negative film.}
