7 black & white days and more...
I always felt the world look so much more beautiful, bearable in monochrome of .. black and white. And last 7 days bought me a bit nearer to this love. I ask myself what is it that makes it so endearing.. strangely, in the from of an answer a faint voice another old love of mine started singing in my head.. Keats.
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter;
therefore, ye soft pipes, play on..
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter;
therefore, ye soft pipes, play on..
This has been like a colour detox for me.. the last time I tired anything related to detoxification (10years ago) it lasted for 3 day. There is always one or the other game, quiz or challenge circulating on FB to keep the curious and idle both occupied. Now I am not the one to discuss here; either the importance or silliness of any of those posts and games. But occasional something crops up which ticks me too. The '7 days B&W challenge- no people no explanation' is one of them. Firstly because- the word B&W itself and second of course were the inspiration in form of the gorgeous images that filled Cynthia and Victoria’s wall everyday for those 7days. The rules- 'You don’t speak for your photo and no people in it' either to tilt your concept, made it all the more alluring.
It’s such a beautiful world, the world of Blacks and whites ..and the greys.
A world we lost to colours or shall I say- lost in translation.
I took up the game but, Bidyut is’t keeping well and with my 4 year old handful around, my field of exploration was limited to mostly the house (except for those 2 photos that I took the days we had gone to see the doctor) All the photos in this album were clicked by my 8megapixel phone camera and also edited in it. I would take 20 min or less off from whatever else was keeping me busy to source a image click and edit. And I relished every minute of it.
Initially I thought, I’ll go through my old images and work on turning those the B?W. But again, I personally feel with black and white it always works better if you have it in your mind right in the beginning as you are making a frame .. that you are going to see the final image in BW. Because here it's mainly about the form, variety in texture and light ..
And it so happened .. each day, at one point of time an image would literally jump at me saying 'I am Black and white.. take me'!
And it so happened .. each day, at one point of time an image would literally jump at me saying 'I am Black and white.. take me'!
When ever we are consciously involved in doing something for a particular period of time or couple of days.. our subconscious starts working around the need for it and of course, the ‘whys’
Again, why.. this fascination for Black and white..
“…thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Now how many of us would actually like to see, meet or know their first crush.. to be disillusion by the burble of reality - life, family, work, the extra bit here and there .. or receding hairline! No, not being rude or judgmental but just saying..that is the colour of life. Take it away and you have the monochrome possibilities of colouring it as you want to or just leave it as a vision; a moment there.. where it belongs- in time. Suspended, yet- with the possibilities of waking it up to life with your emotions; when ever you glance at it.
Again, why.. this fascination for Black and white..
“…thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Now how many of us would actually like to see, meet or know their first crush.. to be disillusion by the burble of reality - life, family, work, the extra bit here and there .. or receding hairline! No, not being rude or judgmental but just saying..that is the colour of life. Take it away and you have the monochrome possibilities of colouring it as you want to or just leave it as a vision; a moment there.. where it belongs- in time. Suspended, yet- with the possibilities of waking it up to life with your emotions; when ever you glance at it.
The black, white and greys tugs.. just there- the ethos.
Doing away with all the unnecessary clutters of colour that jumbles our already saturated senses.
Images I can look at someday and bring back to life; as and when and how- I want to!
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!"
Doing away with all the unnecessary clutters of colour that jumbles our already saturated senses.
Images I can look at someday and bring back to life; as and when and how- I want to!
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!"
