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What makes it feel good
I watched "Julie & Julia" on the plane. To be honest, I didn't get it why Meryl Streep received that much acclaim for her acting, for all I could notice was her French accent. Well, if you don't agree, blame the plane's engine for having distracted me. However, I liked Julie (Amy Adams) and start to understand what's behind her passion for cooking.
A few weeks ago I was surprised to discover that I'd become half a workaholic, that daily pastimes didn't appear as interesting as some tasks in my job. So I walked in the kitchen and realized that a kitchen could be the best source of ideas to me. Cooking trains you to be patient and focused, and thus it leaves serenity in the mind and lots of images in the eyes. A spoon could lift me up. Spice jars give me some ideas for a simple shot.
And so I tried my best to find this shot, which was taken way back in Seattle. Here I didn't love the berries (loved them at the dining table though!) but that measuring spoon and those scratched tiles. The kitchen isn't fancy. My style isn't fancy. Nothing else is fancy. And yet life revolves around that. Ultimately.
What makes it feel good
I watched "Julie & Julia" on the plane. To be honest, I didn't get it why Meryl Streep received that much acclaim for her acting, for all I could notice was her French accent. Well, if you don't agree, blame the plane's engine for having distracted me. However, I liked Julie (Amy Adams) and start to understand what's behind her passion for cooking.
A few weeks ago I was surprised to discover that I'd become half a workaholic, that daily pastimes didn't appear as interesting as some tasks in my job. So I walked in the kitchen and realized that a kitchen could be the best source of ideas to me. Cooking trains you to be patient and focused, and thus it leaves serenity in the mind and lots of images in the eyes. A spoon could lift me up. Spice jars give me some ideas for a simple shot.
And so I tried my best to find this shot, which was taken way back in Seattle. Here I didn't love the berries (loved them at the dining table though!) but that measuring spoon and those scratched tiles. The kitchen isn't fancy. My style isn't fancy. Nothing else is fancy. And yet life revolves around that. Ultimately.