There is no distraction — no tug at the corner of your eye to look over at the bright red — pay attention to that glossy blue — or wonder why in the world someone thought that ochre yellow was an appropriate choice for a particular item of furniture.
So old school am I — remembering the acrid smell of darkroom chemicals — missing the magic of holding my breath ever so slightly as the image emerged on the glossy sheet of photo paper. Dip, swish, rock the tray, wait for the magic — ahhh — remove, submerge, rock the tray — image set now — remove, submerge, rinse-rinse-rinse then hang to dry.
It’s all done with sliders in a software program nowadays — has been for quite awhile. But even as I slide those wee buttons about, fine-tuning the addition and subtraction of light, the inky tones of black and white still sing to me. Today is one of those days.
Enjoy!
Two people walking up one of the steeper historic streets in Quimper, Brittany, France. B&W
Half-timbered and stone buildings in the old medieval city of Quimper, Brittany, France. Black & white. B&W
An elderly woman with a wheeled walker in a quiet street in Quimper, Brittany, France. B&W
A busy intersection in Morlaix, Brittany, France. Black and white. B&W
Layers of stone construction in houses, churches, and a viaduct in Morlaix, Brittany, France.
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