See it pays not mowing the grass.

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The king of the berners, Sir Argus the gentle giant.

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Been seeing in black and white lately. Well, not lately. For most of my life, really. I guess it is better to say I have been leaning into my black-and-white vision more lately.

I had a fellow photographer I knew who used to say black-and-white photography was lazy. They were an excellent photographer. I am not connected to them anymore; this was back in a different century, but that line always stuck with me.

I never believed it.

We can choose what we want to believe. Art is subjective, but to me, black and white does not equal lazy. What I will say is that some photographs can exist, and even demand interest, in black and white when they might not in color. This one, for example. I would challenge that it probably would not resonate with me enough to share if it were in color.

But here is the thing: we will never know. I took it with a monochrome camera. There is no color information captured at all. I love this camera because it takes that decision off the table. I am all about fewer decisions these days. Maybe that is lazy after all. Just not for the reason that fellow photographer meant.

I may be entering my lazy period. I mean, my monochrome period.

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