I love myself some black and white photos. There’s something about them that feels classic and timeless. It’s like freezing a moment in time, even beyond a normal photograph. There’s also something about them that tells the truth. They strip away the excess and expose the raw features of ourselves. They are beautiful, and so are we. That raw, real, stripped down state of being is so beautiful, and yet we keep it hidden. Tucked away at best, buried away […]
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