On with today's show.
Black and white photography jazzes me. My first exposure (sorry) to photography of any kind was b&w. I remember trying to imagine the first few pictures I took in their color-stripped form. I was wandering around the grounds of my summer camp, shooting trees and other nature scenes. I tried to compensate for the lack of color by making the composition interesting; angles, shadows, whatever I could use to make up for the fact that the lush green field in front of me would become just a drab variation of gray once I developed the results in the darkroom.
This one is from in front of my house. We had had an ice storm the night before that killed a tree and downed branches throughout the city. But this little bush seemed to be the only thing within miles that wasn't leaning toward the ground. It was almost defiant in the way it stood up against the onslaught of ice. So out came the camera.
To continue my recently-established tradition, I've got a few questions for you to ponder as you observe this:
- What's the first thing you want to do when you hear a huge snow/ice storm is moving in? (Substitute rain or other liquid form if you don't ever get snow.)
- Despite the overwhelming preponderance of gray, is there a bright side to storms like this? What is it?
- What kinds of pictures would you take in this kind of scenario?