
04/14/2025
There’s something about black-and-white film that feels like a secret whispered by light and shadow. This bill—yes, a bill—caught in the golden grip of the sun, became something else entirely. The light poured through the window like a daydream, stretching itself across the page like it had something poetic to say.
In color, it might’ve just been a moment.
But in black and white?
It’s a memory with mood. A scene with soul.
Impossible to explain, but impossible to forget.