Black and White Photography is a love of mine that will never cease. It drifts like a half-remembered dream, where light and shadow weave quiet spells. Caught in its gaze, the world feels both hidden and infinite, a place where mystery lingers like a thick mist.
To me, capturing Europe in black and white photography feels as if I am peeling back the pages of time itself. Without the distraction of color, the continents sublime textures take center stage. Perhaps it’s the weathered-down cobblestones of mediaeval streets or the soft contrast of light as it cascades through a cathedral window — one cannot help but feel as if the tendrils of history are wrapping themselves around you in a tight embrace. Truly, Europe is a quintessential place to practice such mysticism.
