Torn Between Two Loves

If you go to my Ello page, you will see something peculiar.

There are a ton of Black & White images with lots of views.

They are the photos with the most views. No color photo has more views than any other B&W photo.

In other words, they are pretty popular. At least there.

There is a sort of different level of popularity on my B&W instagram page, but I’d just started with that recently and I have not given it the proper care it deserves. (I’ll need to suck up to the Instagram Algorithm Gods in order to get more followers).

And the thing is, I love Black and White photography.

My father had a large collection of Life Magazines and I remember expending a lot of time browsing those pages. Maybe that’s the reason why I love photography so much!

Is definitely the reason why I love black and white photography…

I grew up wit the classics. My first photography book was all in black and white (I think my father still has it).

I also love Street Photography, and there is consensus that good street photography is black and white photography. At least is my consensus. :-)

But color is such a bitch!

It hits you when and where you least expect it. It saturates those photo receptor cells and fells the viewer with pure and unadulterated joy!

I am conflicted…

On a recent walk, I took this picture:

Barren in Color

Nothing mayor. A quick iPhone shot on an afternoon walk during the first minutes of the sunset, overlooking the Brooklawn Country Club, in Fairfield.

I edited the photo using Luminar 3 with Libraries and I was happy with how it came out. I like the color gradation on the sky, the color contrast between the golf course, the leaves in the front and the sky; and last but not least the barren trees silhouettes that kind of join all the colors by traversing up and down.

But then I decided to add another layer to the file and try my hand at this:

Barren in B&W

I like to do this when the images have texture (like the branches in this case) and as part of an on-going project that has to do the winter trees.

The image tickles memories of the death trees in Namibia with feelings of solitude and desolation. Definitely something I like lately. So I posted the photo to Instagram.

I didn’t post the color photo.

Now, I am torn between two loves… Can’t say one is better than the other. The feel is different. That’s the reason why photography is so subjective. We each have a different way of seeing things.

Black and White or Color? Should I flip a coin? What are your thoughts?

Harborview Market for a Birthday

We went out to celebrate our son’s 22nd birthday.

My wife had suggested we go to this place called Harborview Market in Fairfield a mere 12 minutes from our house.

She had to take our youngest to visit the dentist so she called me to make sure I got there early to see if I could get us a table.

You see, Harborview Market is just that, a Market that has a bunch of tables with a large collection of what looks to be chairs that have been gathered through tag sales.

Every chair is different…

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When I got there, the place was jam packed and I had to park my car about a block away, on a rainy day.

I asked in front if I could reserve a table for 10 people and they informed me that they didn’t take reservations. All I could do, was wait and hover over the tables until one was available.

That took about 45 minutes…

My brother-in-law arrived with his wife and daughter, as well as my son and his girlfriend. I asked them to hover over some tables to see if one of us got lucky.

In the end, it paid off as we started to sit with some strangers in the hopes that when they left we will have the table to ourselves.

When we were about to settle in two tables, my wife arrived with my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law, and of course, she saved the day!!

She managed to wrangle a family that was leaving and we all sat at this antique round table ready to eat.

OUR table at Harborview Market

OUR table at Harborview Market

We started with some delicious Croissants that my wife had ordered ahead of time, and then everybody ordered their own thing. My choice was a wonderful Cuban Sandwich that turned out to be huge and AWESOME!.

We had coffee, Juice and talked just about everything and everybody had a great time.

Everybody absorbed in conversation…

Everybody absorbed in conversation…

We got to meet the owner of the place as he came over to our table and introduced himself. He was extremely nice!. We later found out that he his originally from Cuba, but was raised here and he spoke Spanish fluently.

Our Birthday Boy and his girlfriend

Our Birthday Boy and his girlfriend

Everybody left with a full stomach and a smile on their faces. We definitely have to come back to Harborview Market!.