I love black and white photos of the grand old movie stars. Rock Hudson mastering and mustering the hero icon on the 1950s, even as he was forced to deceive the truth of who he really loved because the world wasn’t ready.
I love black and white stills from movies of despair passion and lust. Anguished faces full of emotion and ardor.
I love black and white noir movies with the withering looks held by the anti-hero.
I can’t make these little paper collages anymore because news paper, the paper the photos were printed on is more and more obsolete as time passes like a bullet train.
