Food photography done differently…
Nice little animation on our plastic consumption.
I’ve been sampling quite a few treats of late, which I’ve written up over on my whisky site. First up is the Longrow 14 Year Old Burgundy Cask – this from one of the first distilleries I ever visited. Second is the Bowmore 100 Degrees Proof, which didn’t quite work for me. I managed to try a couple of Scotch Malt Whisky Society bottlings, which were very nice indeed. And a couple of weeks ago, I was sent a selection of rums to review! I was actually very impressed.
“Dip N’ Dance an independant short film directed by Hugo Cierzniak and produced at Delapost Paris. The story is about a forty-year old middle-class who loves his domotics to toe the line. He will figure out, in a musical way, that things you own end up owning you.”
Things are roaring away, more or less. Harvested some spuds, peas and a pile of blackcurrants. Planted some more baby sweetcorn. Sweet peas and beans are climbing up their various wigwams. It’s a lovely time of year to be there.
I’ve been lucky enough to see many of the Ancient Roman frescos at the Met Museum in New York. They are, quite simply, astonishing – there is nothing quite as historically profound as being in a room surrounded by these vivid paintings. (I think I spent a day and a half in that museum.) The colours on this image look like they’ve been enhanced, but I actually like that. It feels a little more true to the original perhaps.
“Since the discovery of the Pacific Garbage Patch in 1997, which is predicted to measure twice the size of Texas, five more have been found across the world’s oceans with the Atlantic gyre predicted to be even larger. This plastic takes thousands of years to degrade, remaining in the environment to be broken up into ever smaller fragments by ocean currents.”
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Having just solved a difficult case in his home city of Tryum, Sun Chamber Officer Lucan Drakenfeld and his associate Leana are ordered to journey to the exotic city of Kuvash in Koton, where a revered priest has gone missing. When they arrive, they discover the priest has already been found – or at least parts of him have. But investigating the unusual death isn’t a priority for the legislature of Kuvash; there’s a kingdom to run, a census to create and a dictatorial Queen to placate. Soon Drakenfeld finds that he is suddenly in charge of an investigation in a strange city, whose customs and politics are as complex as they are dangerous.
Kuvash is a city of contradictions; wealth and poverty exist uneasily side-by-side and behind the rich façades of gilded streets and buildings, all levels of depravity and decadence are practised. When several more bodies are discovered mutilated and dumped in a public place, Drakenfeld realizes there’s a killer at work who seems to delight in torture and pain. With no motive, no leads and no suspects, he feels like he’s running out of options. And in a city where nothing is as it seems, seeking the truth is likely to get him killed . . .