One of my adorable nephews :3
Black & White Version
One of my adorable nephews :3
Black & White Version
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything based on the Daily Prompts. So I thought it’s about time to check today’s word. Outlier. “I have no idea what that means!” that’s what I thought and that is the truth. English isn’t my native language so nobody can blame me for not knowing a word that doesn’t exist in the 3 dictionaries I own!
Anyways, I looked it up online and imagine my surprise when I finally learned that outlier actually describes me quite accurately.
I’m currently living the whole detachment from society thing. It started with me having a loner type character and a whole different set of interests than the people in my circles. I isolated myself, put everything I have in what I love doing until before I knew it I’m off the board, off the loop and off the map.
I was fine with it for some time until I realized that it wasn’t good for me. I think I talked about this in previous posts. I still don’t mind being an outlier; to my understanding of the term, I think i’m still an outlier but I’m working on changing that.
This blog and these types of posts are in fact part of me trying to change. I know my writing sucks and sometimes quite depressing but it helps me.
speaking of depressing, here’s a depressing self-portrait portraying the outlier within (or rather, without)!
These are one kind of photos I create when I’m bored inside the house, minimlistic black and white abstracts.
I took the photos. I edited them. And I had no idea what I was creating; It was me killing time, that’s all. However, now when I look at them, there is too much blackness and it feels like it’s trying to envelop the little bit of light left which is strong enough to hang on and actually manage to stay within the frame.
If I saw that much hope in these extremely simple frames then I guess I’m not as cynical as I thought.
Taking photos while going through my boring daily life is the only thing that makes it a bit interesting.
This is a new black and white collection with a softer feel to it than Ingrained in the Night and maybe more optimistic.
I didn’t care much about what subject to shoot. I simply avoided all the things I’ve already photographed before and focused more on composition and structure in most of the photos. The end result gave me an idea for a new photography venture (new for me, of course. I’m simply trying to find my own style by doing everything that’s been done first.)
Anyway, I hope you find these photos interesting and enjoy them. Taken yesterday in my family’s holiday house.
the next ones are a mix of the usual and the new. also, i didn’t forget to convert the colored one to black and white. I kept the color because it has value in this case, at least in my eyes.
These are a few sample photos from my humble first photography collection titled Ingrained in the Night.
The idea is to capture my hometown in all of its roughness, dirtiness, and imperfections. This is my hometown the way I see it.
The series is unfinished but once it’s complete I will post it all again. I hope you like the photos.
Most of the times I show my family and friends my monochrome pictures, I get a “why black and white?!” with a tone of disappointment. I reply half-heartedly with “I like how it looks” or “I just like it that way” because it’s a pain to explain.
I don’t have an issue with their reaction. This post isn’t for complaining. It’s my own response to that reaction that prompted me to this write. I want to give a true answer to that question. “Why black and white?!”
When I first started taking pictures – that would be around 8 years ago – my answer would have been “because it’s cool!” At that time, I knew nothing of photography. I just liked going out and taking pictures but I also preferred black and white back then – maybe not as much as now but still. The reason I did was because I had the childish idea that black and white photography is professional photography and if my pictures were in black and white they’d also look professional. man, I’m shrinking in my seat writing this down! it’s embarrassing!
Anyways, time moves on and my perception of things change as well as my understanding of photography in relation to myself. Now, at this stage (and only at this stage, because in a few years I will have learned more about myself and photography and I will have achieved yet another level of awareness. we always evolve.) I realize that black and white photography is what I’m ultimately learning photography for. I feel that no matter how uninteresting the subject is or how remote it is from myself, if I see it in black and white then that image in my head ends up representing a part of me most of the time.
I found that stripping a photograph of its colors is adding value to every pixel in it. Everything within the frame means something more than how my eyes naturally see it. And eventually it forms a bond with something in me, around me or makes me recall a certain life experience… whatever it does, it is ultimately an unseen thread of connection between the visible photograph and the invisible me. And that’s the kind of photography I want to one day produce. a black and white photography that touches other people from the inside and stirred them somehow.
Right now, I’m as far away from that as heaven and earth are but that’s the goal and that’s why I prefer black and white photography. Actually, I put it out in simple terms. This is one of those personal feelings that are hard for me to explain. I did my best though. And I hope it makes sense to even one reader. I’d be satisfied with that.
I only recently started getting into photography seriously so I don’t know many black and white artists but my favorite so far is Vassilis Tangoulis. If you don’t know him already, you should check out his work on 500px.
I took a walk in town with my camera two days ago, took a lot of shots. I spent yesterday processing most of them and now I’m ready to post them.
For this first collection, I picked all the photos that include any kind of texture in them.
I enjoy taking pictures of tree trunks. I love that no matter how many times I take pictures of the same tree, the texture almost always looks different within the frame.
These photos show one side of the same tree trunk. you can already see that; they’re not that different; but they are different in the way the texture conjures images in my head. I find that very interesting and enjoyable.
So I hope you liked the high-contrast textures. I’m not very into it but I never shy away from any subject that has photographic potential.
Next part will be Green & Blue.
In photography, composition itself repurposes the subject.
In the following photographs, windows are not just windows, they are geometrical shapes (imperfect ones though). When you first look at them, the first thing you see is the shape not the subjet itself.
Photography is fun that way!