I can’t quite say yet what this is going to become. I mean, in terms of cooking, that part’s clear (everything on that photo was joyfully joined to a Greek Tzatziki), but metaphorically speaking I’m still figuring that out.
All I know is that there’s something deeper about this image. Something about life itself. About the ingredients for a happy and fulfilling existence. Thoughts about cleanliness, order, clarity and other overused buzz-words. To be always prepped, efficiency, to be in control of all the variables – aesthetics of course too. All of that and more. But…it just doesn’t make any sense yet.
To be continued… (Sorry, Sarah that this turned into yet another cliffhanger now)