All the world’s a stage wrote Shakespeare and there is no brighter stage than New York. Photography does not need to be slick and sanctimonious all the time – sometimes it works best when it just celebrates what it is to be human. Warts and all. Brandon Stanton’s book of New York street photography combines the new confessional transparency of the social media age with the age-old aspiration of the lightness of being. New York is a world city that accommodates authenticity and eccentricity and Stanton captures that brilliantly. Please click on the link below and join the party.
Link: Humans of New York.
I don’t recall what age I was when I first saw a photography by Ansel Adams – ten or eleven perhaps – but I do remember being transfixed by its beauty. Those silvery tones; translucent greys, those skies that turned day into night. That was also the day I fell in love with black and white photography. What is it about B&W photography that has such a compelling hold on our senses that colour sometimes lacks? I believe it is because we have a more visceral reaction to a monochrome image. Our emotional reaction to black and white comes much more to the fore. We suppress the urge to logically ‘interpret’ and seek meaning that is usually the case with its colour equivalent. Colour photography is predominantly representational – black and white is universally ethereal. Its beauty is in its ambiguity and surface aesthetics. No justification required. It lives or dies on its ability to make you feel something – or nothing. Posted below are a selection of my black and white photographs. Or, to be more accurate – monochrome – as I have played around with different hues in post-production. Hope you like them – and should you like one of them enough to want a pristine print on your wall, please write to me at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll chat about print sizes, prices and shipping arrangements. Thank you for your visit.