There is something magical about black and white photography. This shot of a black London Phone box, looks as if I had stepped back in time to the 1940’s, but this shot was taken near Charing Cross in 2012.
I love the medium. I think I first fell in love with it through my father’s photographs. He was an enthusiastic photographer whenever time allowed. He had several cameras that he used, and I wish I knew which one had taken some of old photographs. Many of the photos are in bad shape and I didn’t want to manipulate them to make them look better. My father would have loved what you can do with photo editing these days. His world was a darkroom, rolls of film printed on Ilford paper, and a handy light meter he wore around his neck. Those were his tools. He used a Rollei, a Minolta, and finally as life progressed, he bought a treasured Leica. Time though was not going to be kind, and he did not get a proper chance to use the beloved Leica.
He tried studio shots using the kitchen lamp and me as his model.
I love the mood of black and white photography and even though colour has some fabulous aspects to it, black and white still to me, tells a story better. It’s probably why I fell in love with pen and ink drawings. It doesn’t matter what the subject is I just love writing with light.
I found this little car in Oxford. I have no idea the make or model, and I couldn’t get a full shot of the car as it was crammed into a little garage. I am sure the owner would not have appreciated me climbing in to see the back of the car and perhaps discover the make and model!
I haven’t quite learned the knack of keeping raindrops off my lens yet, and the proof is in this photo of London with the clouds about to tip down. ( The spoldge on the left bit was a massive raindrop!)
You can pop from a romantic walk along the river to a more ominous looking Art Deco building with just the moods created by black and white photography.
My father really captured a mood in this damaged photo of me as a young teenager. ( I’m not really sure how these photographs got so badly damaged, but they did. ) The camera can lie though. I look very unhappy here, but it’s more than likely I was tired of posing. I remember it was late at night, we had just had a massive discussion on freedom or some such troubling topic. I was tired and ready to go to bed. But….the camera was on the kitchen table and I only found out years later, that he had snapped this photo whilst pretending to clean the lens!
I have loads to learn about black and white photography, but I am having heaps of fun just trying it. This London Calling Shot was taken at night, on my desk, with just my old Anglepoise lamp to highlight it.
I love Fox Terriers and little treasures from the 1930’s. I decided to make my WordPress Logo, from the old inkwell on my desk. This shot was also taken at night.
I have loads to learn about photography and I have to say, I am loving every minute of it! One of these days, I will try a class in film and darkroom skills. The idea of hanging the wet paper in a room just lit with a red light, just sounds…so romantic!
I love these. Made me remember my first husband’s work as a photographer — all the hours in the dark room. He really produced some gorgeous work with that process. Maybe the same can be accomplished with today’s technology but the black and white ‘eye’ might be missing if you know what I mean. Beautiful shots.
Hi Jan, thanks for the lovely compliments! Did you ever go into the dark room yourself? I was never allowed in and probably with good reason. But looking back on life, I would have loved to have been by my father’s side developing those photos!
Yes – actually. It really was kind of magical to watch the photos coming alive in….whatever those solutions and ‘baths’ were called. And it took so much time and devotion on his part (maybe mine, too).
I love the look of black and white photos. These are wonderful. I especially love the one of you as a little girl looking in the mirror. So cute and such a clever shot.
My dad was a pretty amazing Photographer, these shots are just a few of his! I love his sense of mood, and even though I hated having to stand still for what felt like hours as he adjusted the lens and fiddled with the light meter, I am really grateful now!
Black and white photo exhibits are my favorite form of art. I thoroughly enjoyed each image here today!
Thanks you so much. I am just loving the art form! I just feel there is so much depth to black and white! So grateful to my father for instilling that love in me!
Lovely photos, Susan… and black and white photos do have a rather special ‘feel’ to them all of their own! The sky in your London in the Rain photo is amazing!
Thanks Tom, I love London in the rain, just need to figure out how to keep dry! 🙂
I love black and white photography. Of course, photos in color of nature and animals are wonderful, but there’s something about black and white that transcends time.
Hi Vanessa thanks for stopping by and welcome! I so agree. I can’t put my finger on it, other than saying it’s magic? Black and white photography just has that special bit to it that colours lacks!