Black & White Friday


I titled this photo: “The Last Suite of Summer”

I am going to start a new thing for myself called Black  & White Friday. Each Friday I will post a BW Photo or a poem or something or anything that simply says Black & White. If you feel inspired, I invite you to tag along! 🙂 Pingback, share, write, talk, ask, present yourself, demand, offer – everything is welcome!


~ by Oloriel on September 27, 2013.

21 Responses to “Black & White Friday”

  1. Are there really any other colors sometimes except black or white? It is the only truely alive photographs. >KB

    • If you ask me, no, there is not. Whole my life people have been complaining I am untolerable, because I am Black & White. Everything is yin-yang to me, everything is either black or whire or two fo them next to it , hence why the photographs I get attracted to make and view most are the BW ones 😀
      Your poem I read today (and many other before) gave me that moment I am trying to describe here, the Friday Noir, the I am going to sit in a comfy leather chair , I am going to sip rum and be Black & White 😀

  2. awesome

  3. Great idea.:)

  4. I love the way the black stands out in the middles of each flower. Beautiful photo.

  5. An orchestral suite, definitely.

  6. Oloriel, there are so many dimensions to this wonderful B & W, i see as an aerial shot of snow covered tree tops, and count on me to be here on Friday’s for anything in black and white!

  7. Brilliant idea!

  8. A lovely photo and a brilliant idea! I love B&W, from movies to clothes to pictures.

  9. […] Note: This post fulfills two prompts. The poem is for Cubby’s Endless Reprieve: A Rondeau and Challenge. The picture is inspired by Selena’s adventure in Black & White Fridays. […]

  10. […] Cubby has put up a great prompt for the Rondeau Challenge, which I haven’t ben able to do yet, but Shainbird did with “Vibrations” and it was a great read…also thanks to Shainbird I saw another of my favorite bloggers Color me Cyanide and Cherry has come up with Black and White Friday. […]

  11. Love the cold starkness here! This is gorgeous.

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