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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?