not sure what conclusion to draw about the fact that i've been turning my digitals into black and white lately. well, for a while now.
it's sort of one of those affectations that annoys me. but yet, i've been doing it.
maybe when i'm in between rolls of film back from the shop, and i'm fresh out of polaroid film, and i start playing around with the nikon...well. i like it a lot. more than i thought i did, perhaps.
but something about the crispness. the accuracy. the specificity, of the digital. it doesn't fit with my vision of the things that i'm shooting.
the black and white seems to make it all a little more vague. more of a generic moment or feeling.
rather than: emily wore that aqua-blue shirt i bought for callie three years ago, that never got worn. em must have had to rip the tags off of it this afternoon...
and it's not just: there's em waiting, all pissed-off, for tim to come back from picking up the big girls before he brings her to gymnastics.
now, in black & white it's: i will always remember emily at fourteen just like this. beautiful.