Somethings are more beautiful when they are in black and white. Like a memory, I see them, over time they fade. You cannot tell how old something is just by looking at it, and it is even harder to tell if they are in black and white.
If time stops, will we be remembered in block and white, with graying outlines and fraying photos. Short moments are just as special as long ones, it’s what’s in the moments that makes it a memorable moment. The little details make the big picture. Just like pixels make the photo, the tiniest things can be the most important.
Black and white photos don’t make the eyes drift and wander around the frame, looking for the point of interest. It makes it stick out in plain sight.