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portraits in black and white

There are certain photographs that have a magical hold on me. It's as if there is an invisible cord tethering me to them, rendering me unable to refrain from looking at them, again and again. It's when the image speaks to me and makes me wonder what the story of the austere visage looking back at me is; it's when I wonder what was surrounded the photographer as the image was captured; it's when I see something new and intriguing each time that I know it's truly a good photograph.

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It's when I feel these feelings bubble up within me that I remember why I'm a photographer, why freezing moments in time is my passion. And it seems that more often than not, these photos are black and white. I have an emotional attachment to images that are only colored in grey, black, and white dots. When the distraction of colors is taken away, it seems that the viewer can look straight into the heart of the subject -- when subject become more than a subject but an actual human being.

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Being a photographer means capturing a soulful expression or mellifluous laughter of a child. Like a writer paints a picture with words, a photographer tells a story in a single square of colors. And black and white images seem to be the driving force behind this passion of capturing everyday moments. Because while color photographs are good and lovely and have their place, there are certain things that can only be seen through the eyes of black and white.

What do you prefer -- black and white or color?

xoxo