Over the years of experiementation, I've developed a fondness for the presence of tint in my photographs.

Almost an infatuation with the sinful act of corrupting the purity of a black & white photograph. Similar to the moment of deflowering a virgin, performing a crime or watching the sorrow of another soul while holding back that mischievous grin.

It holds the same level of affection but with different morale values.

Everytime I click the shutter....I feel.

Do you?