Hello my expired rolls of Neopan film,
Sometimes I fear that black and white photography is a bit of a lost art. Seeing a beautiful set like @feyne's Will Be Your Name takes me back, way back, to the times when I hung out in my bathroom-slash-darkroom for hours and hours at night.
There's a story that goes along with the pictures, so you can just go and read that instead of my usual babbling.
Isn't she just perfect for black and white? Like a poem in light.
And with that I leave you until tomorrow's bit of visual poetry.
Silver-nitrately yours,
Eliza