beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
I like pretty things, well who doesn’t? May it be a person, a drawing, of a sight of beautiful lookin’ food. My heart skips a beat for them.
Like all the pretty things in life, gorgeous lookin’ food might be phony, tasted sucks of too pretentious to enjoy, I love ‘em anyway, for they moved me in way I can’t explain. This, my friend, is one of the reason I took pictures of them. They joy of finding a frame that turned out as pretty as I remember seeing one with my bare eyes (or even more with the unexpected prettiness), you’d find me clapping when one image turned out great (at least for me) on my laptop screen.
I shoot religiously for the past three years, you could even say I shoot on a regular base. These days somehow, it came to the part where I grew a bit tired of doing so. I’m not a photographer, just a food and analog photography enthusiast. I still got many unused film rolls, places to go, and more foods to shoot, but why… did my spirit died a little too much when I think about the plan to bring my camera and film rolls all the way to shoot them?
Maybe life gets in the way. Maybe I just need a break? Maybe, it’s just a phase. Let’s just hope so.
Carrot Cake - Luciole
Central Park Mall, TRIBECA PARK #PAV-01