Silent Conversation

 

By removing the color and introducing a strong contrast, I discovered something I hadn't noticed before—the silence. Light became the only voice.

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I never intended to spend this much time exploring black and white photography. It began as a simple experiment, but I’m finding so much joy in the process that I’m happy to just let it run its course to the end. 

Tree-trunk Crocodile

 

A small "crocodile" was dozing on the bent trunk of a dead tree. Looking closely, I realized I hadn't imagined  him; the "crocodile" had indeed settled comfortably on the wood, his eyes were slightly open.

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When autumn will come, it envelops the crocodile in cold and wind but he will still be dozing. In winter,  snow will cover him with a snow-white blanket, but the crocodile will not awake from his long winter slumber.   Spring will touch the crocodile with the warm sun rays, he will squint his eyes from the light, and fall asleep again.  An eternally dozing crocodile.

Studies in the Sky - I.

Study # 1.

Study # 2

Notes to Self. Tangled Lines

 

A tall pole stands topped with the massive nest of Osprey family. Below it, loose nesting materials dangle like tangled threads. 

Now and then, little unfamiliar birds appear on these hanging strands, lingering for a heartbeat before flying away. 

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The idea to edit the scene in high key didn't come right away. But when, a photograph by the Finnish photographer Pentti Sammallahti surfaced in my memory, everything suddenly fell into place.

Of course—it had to be high-key.  It would leave nothing but silhouettes and winding strands as compelling lines.

India, Delhi, 1999, Pentti Sammalahti