I want to share some more photos with you from our shoot at Purgatory Chasm because I am so in love with them all. Today I have a small presentation of the black and white images from the collection.
Black and white photos change the way I experience time. Personally, they separate an image from the memory of reality, and create a frozen moment void of time or sound. All that’s left is a static emotion: an experience of the image separate from its context.
I marvel at the talent of Red Letter Photography, who produced these images, not only for the composition of every shot that they took, but also their judicious choices for which images to process as black and white. I appreciate their restraint in not making two versions of every frame. Most of the photos delivered were in color but this handful of black and white photos–and the fact that it is only a handful–creates a really special little collection with an entirely different mood.
When I look at these photos, I don’t think about how I look, what I was wearing, the weather that day, what year it was, or my memories of clambering over cliffs to get the perfect shot. Stripped down to black and white I only think about how these photos make me feel good things about my husband, my dogs, and my physical presence in the world. Those are two people in love and they could be anyone, anywhere, anytime, and they happen to be us.
