I’ve always loved the way the colour red appears in old black and white movies and television. It’s the one colour that never loses its bearings in the sea of grey. Red never blends, never conforms, never fades, never seems to completely give up its saturation. Somehow, my brain still always reads it as red. Red lips, red telephones and red wagons always pop, even when the chromatic intensity of their hue has been stripped away. Let my favourite red skirt show you what I mean.
All photos by me.