A throwback…

I have fond memories of black and white photographs taken by my dad in his old box camera. The three pictures that I can quickly recollect are a representation of my world back in the era of black and white. Be it watching the swaying coconut trees and the shimmering water on moonlit nights, or the artistry of those antique time pieces collected by my grandfather and of course those lively evenings in my childhood years, where the old gramophone would play so invitingly that we would all be waltzing and jiving away to evergreen hits. Yes nostalgia filled me in those verses, but with happy memories.

Black and white photography

An art form for a connoisseur

Aesthetics of understanding

Of the clarity of line

That plays hide and seek

So much resemblance

To the wisdom of time.

In seeking is the blending

Of reflections dissolving

Ever so hard to pin down

Faded visions blurred memories

Reminding of colour through our senses

Perspectives differ in the past recalled

Comparisons translucent in the semi presence.

An important feature

Are the shades of grey

Areas masked and marked,

Blurring to focus

Uncaliberated and undeliberated

Between the lines

Adding enigma

Surreal feelings

A take back in time

Of notions in nostalgia.

 Savvy