Black and white photography lost its allure for me with the advent of digital cameras. It got too easy. My trying-hard-to-be-arty shots of empty park benches and crumpled bed sheets could flip back and forth at the the click of a mouse. It didn’t seem right. Like patterned crockery, however, I’m coming back around. (Oh, fickle heart.)
See previous Sunday Moods posts here.
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