the great black and white photographer that i chose was ralph meatyard. his photos stood out to me because they had a sort of macabre feel to them. he uses a lot of masks to put on his subjects, and the settings are usually morbid, sparse places.
in this image, i see dead trees, and two figures. if i were there, i would imagine it would smell like fallen leaves. i hear strong wind whistling through branches. i taste something bitter, like unsweetened coffee. it feels very somber.
i see a run-down house and dead leaves. i smell rotting wood, and i hear the faint sound of an ice cream truck going down the street. i taste freshly cut grass, and feel a sad sort of hope in this picture.
(i would like to create my project on the blog, instead of a poster or powerpoint.)
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