Honestly, I doubt that I can say something new about black and white photography. No matter what I would try to you certainly already read or heard it. So, if you don’t mind, I will just tell what I feel about it.
When I come home from another photoshoot and start to look through my source files I quite fast find the images that I suppose to turn into black and white. How can I choose them, how I realize that? Actually, I don’t know. I just feel it. I look at the photo and suddenly understand that it won’t be interesting in color for some reason. Then I turn it into b&w and immediately see why: the image become laconic and more impressive compared to its color version.
But not always it happens this way. Sometimes, I deliberately go to the spot that I know will look wonderful without color in particular light conditions. It was so with my “Peterhof” photo series for example. But not only.
Perhaps, I would compare photography with music. If a color image is, for instance, progressive metal or symphonic music with all their richness and versatility of sound, black and white photography is minimalism with its accuracy and piercing sensuality.