I count myself as fortunate that I see in color as there's such beauty in it and in the world generally when perceived in color.
When I was at each of the places these pictures were taken my eyes drank in vibrant blue; the sky and ocean showing themselves in vibrant color and those colors and vistas are etched in my mind as beautiful physically and as beautiful memories.
Looking at them in black and white makes me feel the same way though, they're just as beautiful and maybe even more special because my mind sees through the tones and shades to the memories burned into it by having lived the vibrant colors in real life. Memories are powerful.
I took these pictures in three different parts of the world, one of them only hours away from where I live and the other two far far away and can recall the moments spent there clearly and fondly.
I remember thinking that there was so much blue, it was overwhelming almost, and because I can't change my vision to black and white decided to switch the camera to black and white. It wasn't a good camera, one of those point and shoot ones for dummies like me but it captured images and here's three of them. It wasn't until later I was to see the images and didn't know what to expect, maybe I even expected to be disappointed in them considering the vibrant vistas I'd seen when taking them, but I was not.
I took these images
Becca 馃挆