She looked at patches of blackness. Black is a blind remembering, she thought.
No color will ever be brighter for me than black and white.
White does not exist in nature.
Black is the Color and none is the number
As an artist I would like to eliminate the symbolic pretty much, for black is interesting not as a color but as a non-color and as the absence of color.
Nina knew the power of black and white images. Sometimes a thing was its truest self when the colors were stripped away.
