When Color Lies
Finding Truth In Black and White
Let’s face it. The day was absolutely shit. The weather was dog shit and shooting 30 year old funky Fuji color film on this day was double dog shit. If you don’t understand, just think of it as the shit that lingers in the grooves of your boot long after you’ve wiped it on a wet patch of grass. No matter how much you tried to forget about it, it stuck with you.
The colors were all muddled and off putting. The camera shake at shutter speeds equal to 1 second was like the footage from a low budget horror movie. Shitty and haunting all at the same time. As a matter of fact, this roll of film has haunted me since the day I shot it and got it developed. It was a bust beyond busts. Or was it?
While revisiting this roll for no reason other than self flagellation, I got the bright idea to use another tool at my disposal before the images hit the actual disposal. I decided to give black and white a shot. It’s one of those tools that we have, but sometimes it feels so wrong. It’s morally bankrupt, some may say. To them I say, alright then, let’s just make these images Chapter 11 because I don’t want to give up on them now. I want to reorganize and keep on operating.
These images now make me want to take a moment with them and explore them. They make me curious. I’m no longer distracted by colors that were lying. Colors that were void of what I was seeing. Black and white told the truth. The day was bad. The weather was shit. Something interesting and appealing can be crafted from trash when you take a chance on it a morally bankrupt yourself.
Cheers,
George
Dude, I’ll say it again but these look rad as hell in black and white. It made everything feel that much more intentional and super mysterious at the same time. So good.
great moody series