Like Lindsey, when I think of Spring, I think of color being reborn into the world. Where I live in the Midwest of the United States, winter is fairly desolate, a colorless void. Thus, I look forward to the bursts of pink and green, the sprouts of yellow and purple, emerging from their hibernating slumber. So as I delved into "Spring in B&W," I started to notice something all together different.
Black and white photography brings a totally different mood to the image and moment being captured. Compared to the eye candy of my last post, my photo today feels (and tastes!) very different. What intrigues me most about "Spring in B&W"is that it brings about a sense of mystery. I couldn't help but wonder what lies behind that ivy-covered window as I photographed this building. Similarly, in SuperDewa's dreamy Polaroid photo, what lies at the end of this tree-lined lane?
I'd love to hear your thoughts on looking at Spring through black and white. What do you notice? Did you see a mystery, too?
Meghan of Life Refocused
in between by SuperDewa