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!