This is where some sort of description and probably a philosophy of sorts would be written. By the author.
Alas no. It is left to the idiot kitchen hand to poke the keyboard with garlic stained finger in an attempt at describing the chef and writer of this site and yet be not too revealing. To wit – she likes fancy things, she likes shinys, shes very clever and all too smart, confusing and moody. I call her after a binary star. When not being a stylish Francophile she can be found traversing the corridors of one the more stuffy universities found in this nameless town. She can’t eat ten cookies in a night but she can eat many.
And at the end of all that will be a little bit about me, the photographer, idiot kitchen hand and eater of the treasures made by her beautiful hands.
This is my camera, not a real camera but a phone with a little camera embedded. Its kinda crap, largely automatic even with all the automatics i could find turned off. Presently its set to its close up equivalent which means i can hold the camera right in the fry pan as it heats up butter and sends it flying into the lens. And its all done in-camera, auteur theory and all, so there’s no photoshopping the images. When not hovering over foods and their preparations i can be found drawing pictures, playing with lego, building things (any things), programming embedded devices and attending a university for a degree i am only half interested in, maybe three quarters.