Description
The sun had already dropped below the horizon, yet enough residual light remained for the surface of Lake Michigan to hold a faint luminous presence.
What drew me to the scene was not color, but tonal structure — the layered cloud bands, the separation between water and atmosphere, and the quiet afterglow still suspended beneath the darkening sky.
For me, black and white remains less about nostalgia than reduction.
Removing distraction until light itself becomes the subject.
