So as is my usual habit I enjoyed lunch with my parents yesterday. Rather than create a narrative photo of the event I thought I would treat everyone to one of the major features of it – the lunch itself.
It’s always the same meal: fillet steak and chips. But mum could dish up boiled cabbage and I would still visit. I’ve not done much to the image and it offers a realist index of what was in front of me so this is about revelation rather than transformation. (But maybe I should give the overhead point of view a break….)
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