Kitchen Photography (trying to find beauty in mundane kitchen stuff)

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Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep


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The lonely path outside.



Glimpse of the kitchen

Ladybird


Garbage

Comments

  1. travel food and living24 February 2011 at 01:50

    Hi Bem,
    Just happen to come across ur blog...all thanks to google...was looking for pictures of Manipuri food...enjoyed reading some of ur post...keep writing.
    Cheers
    TFL

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  2. Mental25 February 2011 at 18:04

    Awesome Serena!

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  3. Bem27 February 2011 at 03:27

    Thanks people :)

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