Fee Fi Fo Fum.
i smell the blood of a brainfarting chinaman.

Food, Photos and Endings

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

how many times have you gone out for a meal with friends and just as the food arrives, everyone takes out their cameras and starts taking pictures of them? i think it's kinda weird, but people persist, and i have pictures (not even well-taken pictures) of the most random things (i think my photo of the CNY steamboat, with its excess of raw meat on unglam plates has got to be the most 反胃thing i've seen in a while).

but still i can't help but think that food and photography do go hand-in-hand, at least by the number of food blogs that have been popping out everywhere (i actually have a senior over there and has a pretty awesome food blog - she made 叉烧面 almost from scratch == awesomeness), and i was just thinking about how amusing it would be to set a dish of steaming hot whatever on the kitchen table, and then proceed to turn on your lights and shoot the hell out of it with an SLR.

on a semi-related note, i was reading Tinker, Tailor for a bit and came across this photo:


while in the states, i've been to a few museums and took a fair number of photos of art pieces that weren't really very striking (and thus shall remain hidden in my hard drive forever), but this photo would, i think, look much less striking if it wasn't for the silhouette on the left.

anyway, on a non-related note, i was thinking abt gan's writing challenge the other day and musing about endings and how they dictate themselves. i mean, it takes absolutely forever to come up with a beginning and almost as much effort to come up with a body, but i'm always elbow-deep in a story when the ending just comes out of nowhere and goes "alright, you're done".

there's a moral (or at least, a lousy joke) hidden in that somewhere. i hope it's not the lousy joke.

1 comments