I have always been drawn to monochrome photography. Even when taking classes during the film era, black and white intrigued me more in the darkroom than did the color lab. While color was fun, the essence of the photograph came through for me more with black and white. I am certainly not opposed to color; I think that with certain photographs the mood is enhanced with color and it contributes to what the photograph says . At the same time, I feel there are photographs in which color detracts from the feeling captured within the photograph; nothing is lost, detracted, or distracted by color, only the essence and feeling of the photograph remains leaving the stark story the photograph tells. Craggy, leathery faces often lend themselves more to black and white than color. What does the subject of this portrait say, where has he been, what story do the eyes tell?

Taken on the Zocalo, Mexico City.