Bought rolls of Lady Grey film to experiment with a new camera and a new philosophy.
All my life, I have been obsessed with colours. Black, white, and grey were never 'colours' to me. They're just irrelevant shades that happed to exist meaninglessly. They work for SOME things -- some things SHOULD come in black, white, or grey, but in my opinion, why should we limit ourselves to such simplicity when we can enjoy the excitement that colours bring? I was as naive as a leaf of grass.
It all turned around only this year, when I visited an old friend in Johor. We spent some time at the infamous Danga Bay at night, and there were a lot of interesting things to photograph there. I was using a regular point-and-shoot digital camera, and I couldn't figure out the mode I should be using to capture the images right. So I decided to just use the black & white (B&W) mode as an easy way out.
The photos that turned out for the night surprised me with the honesty that they display. Since it's only black and white, instead of capturing the aesthetic beauty of their colours, I think I captured the rawness & ambience of the image. The story of the photographs became more memorable to me.
What happens if I see my entire world through only B&W perspectives?
What new things can I learn from this perspective?
Sticking to this philosophy, finishing up rolls of Lady Grey would be an exciting & liberating experience I am looking forward to. 








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