My better half thinks I eat very artistically. He could well be right. In fact Bill is right about a lot of things, not least his surreptitious way of introducing me to new technology and concepts, encouraging me to explore my artfulness by pulling me out of my comfort zone.
These days I’m hardly ever without my trusty iPhone, mainly because it is my main mode of contact with my lovely man and bestest friend, but also because it has become my alternative camera. I did my short stint on Instagram, which allowed me to explore my photography in a new way, in terms of subject matter, and style. Once that served its purpose, Bill said: “You should check out the Hipstamatic App. I think you’ll really like it”, (or words to that effect). I think I had enquired as to the meaning of all these hashtags beneath his Instagram shots, alluding to women’s names, odd dates and such…
The upshot of it being that now I’m hooked. My objective?
To be as artistic as I can possibly be through my photography, and to become a bloody good photographer to boot. I tend not to do things by halves, so if there is something to learn, then I will learn it to the best of my ability, or until I get bored, whichever comes soonest.
Except that art and photography are two things I have never tired of. So to put the two together has me in my element. I’m as happy as a pig in, well, you know…
One of my favourite pastimes has become shooting food, especially the food I prepare for myself. Looks nice doesn’t it? Tasted good too, (I’m quite sure I’ve said that before).
Long ago, when I was a suffering airport worker, working for my first handling agent, I was really poor. I used to have only £50 a month spare to spend on food. I made it work for about six months, then circumstances changed as I could no longer afford to stay where I was as my summer contract was up. I swore ever after never to skimp on food again. Even if it meant sacrificing something else, I would never again put myself through the misery of not being able to enjoy good food.
So it is that I have stuck to that promise ever since. I learned to cook, I eat only fresh, unprocessed food when possible, and without trying to sound like a pretentious TV chef, I don’t ever compromise on quality and flavour. I may be as thin as a stick, but I still like my food. Like photography and art, it makes me happy.