
through the lens of a camera…
I did a proper photo shoot in my kitchen last week and there was something therapeutic about it. It was my first “real photoshoot” where I styled everything (removed the unsightly stuff like the toaster), used a tripod, tethered the camera, etc. There is something about taking a picture of something that makes me love it more. Well, maybe it’s more than just taking a picture, but taking my time taking a picture. Or a few dozen pictures! I’m not sure how to explain it, but I have always felt that way about antiques I find, furniture I paint, places I visit, and the rooms in my own house when I photograph them. The process of making sure everything is clean and aesthetically pleasing, seeing it through a camera lens, capturing it from angles that I hadn’t noticed before, etc… it just changes how I see it. I suppose I’m









