maj 09, 2011
I started this blog because I wanted consistency - because I rarely sat down and enjoyed breakfast. Breakfast was something that I gobbled down while tying my shoes. On a good day. Hello ulcer. So I started this site. At first I was a little embarrased. What if my friends found out? A breakfast blog? How lame is that? So. I made breakfast. Shot it. Ate it. And after a while, it didn't feel lame at all. OK, so I wouldn't want my colleagues at work to find out about this blog, because... Well, I just don't. Not that I'm ashamed about it or anything, it's just that the idea that they know what I eat every single day kind of freaks me out. Yeah, I know people from the States, Europe, Asia and Australia know what I eat (I checked my statcounter - interesting and frightening at the same time), but that's not the same thing. Anyway. I've received a lot of sweet emails and comments about my blog. Which brings us to the photo above. I don't know how many tumblr sites I've found it on. I think it's awesome that people like my photos, but when I see this particular one reblogged, I always cringe inside. Had I known that people aside from my mother and my closest friends would visit this blog, I would never have uploaded it. Why? I'll tell you why. It's embarrasing really, but I'll do it anyway. Here we go.
The composition is a nightmare.
There. I said it.
I know. It's anal and downright stupid, but I just can't help myself.
I'm also very much aware of the reason why the composition isn't spot on. Why people seem to like it.
Because it's breakfast. Not the Mona Lisa. BREAKFAST. Who gives a flying fudge about how I placed the spoon and why the bowl isn't more to the lower left? (Well, I do, obviously, but hey - I'm insane.) In the end - it's just yoghurt and blueberries.
At least that's what I tell myself whenever I see it.
Over and out.