My interest in the black and white medium dates back to my high school days when black and white photographs were a lot cheaper to process. On top of that my high school had a dark room. It was a great excuse to get into an air-conditioned room when the outside is hovering around 90 degrees and 99 per cent humidity.
The first attempt was a self portrait. I did this standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom. My acquaintances told me that it didn't look like me, since I look much better than that; nonetheless I captured that sour frown on my face as I was so absorbed in my own portrayal. I almost look like Donald Trump !
My second attempt was a flight of steps. I was mesmerized by the contrast not only of the light values, but of the rounded, curve lines against the rectangular brick works.
