I like black and white photography. With color photos we think of them as 'just' a snapshot of an event. But in black-and-white, we get to see it more as an artistic visual composition. We more easily get to notice contrast - the interplay of light and shadow becomes more pronounced, revealing details such as white teeth as sharp pillars within the fox's dark mouth; the caverns of its ears and zigzag of its Henry's pocket; the wrinkling of its lower lip; or the way the right lower eyelid pulls down from the eyeball by the muscles involved in this rare vulpine growl. In black-and-white, you focus on the textures - see how dense, short and reflective the fur is around the eyes, and how sparser and longer it is on the neck. And then of course it evokes a sense of drama and timeless dignity - a photo which can neither become outdated nor be placed to have happened in any specific era; this is a growl that occured a hundred thousand years ago, but also just today. I wouldn't have been able to write a comment this long if it were 'just' a color photo, where I might have just written "ooh he angy".
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