Black and White by Noah Grey

Noah Grey  is just a typical guy with an inspiring story. He had been working with photography and was starting to make a career out of it but then his husband past away and he set down his camera for four years. After four years without his camera Noah met some new friends and redicovered his love fore photography. He is now making money from his photos. I think that his story is nice but more importantly I thought that most of his photographs are pretty amazing. I picked out four of the photos that I really enjoyed and that I hope the class enjoys as well.  For more noah grey photogrphy you can go to http://greyexpectations.com/. tumblr_mg571rI96a1qzq158o1_1280 tumblr_mfbdw71Uot1qzq158o1_1280 tumblr_mgpzo7DD781qzq158o1_1280 tumblr_mf9cncLLTc1qzq158o2_1280

Here is some of Noahs story about himself:

I’ve spent most of my adult life in a four-walled world, only finding enough each time I did go out to eventually send me back inside all the further — and after my husband Barry died in 2007, I shut the door more firmly than ever, going for most of the past five years without meeting another soul or even setting foot outside, and crawling into bed too tired (for the most part) to even try too hard to die.  Even my camera spent about four years gathering dust; I’d taken to photography since I was barely big enough to even hold my mom’s old Instamatic, and both the love of it and of being alive had long since melded together for me so much that losing the one was pretty much the same as losing the other.

But earlier this summer, my friend Alex started bringing me out of my long hibernation, and it was of him and his awesome hubby Matt that I ended up taking my first real new photos in four years — and, with them and because of them, started feeling myself wake back up a bit.  I never allowed myself any greater expectations of life, but I wasn’t looking for any; I was (and am) still a grieving widower, and still drawn back to solitude and silence.  But I had friends now — real in-person friends who were finally more than the words on a screen I’ve spent most of my life with, friends I could laugh with and hug and beat the crap out of in Cards Against Humanity — and I had my photography back and, very slowly but surely, a few carefully-measured hours of life back on the other side of my door, both with my camera and without.

 

Author: rkoletar

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