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The following photos are the last of my film that I was able to scan in and digital. I discovered Martin Parr's food photos and just fell in love with it, and thought about looking at my meals and what I make more so than just a recipe, for I love to cook, and make. This also shows my love lights still and how it informs what we see, shadows and illuminating what is around me at that particular time, tree limbs look strange, and so do hands.

















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  1. You have a diverse grouping of photographs here Logan! And I really enjoy them. One can definitely see that you are experimenting with light in various times of day. The second photo draws me in. Even though it's dark and hard to make out the features of the individual seen the image captures the mood of this quarantine and self isolation that we must each go through. Well done my friend!

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  2. these are great! keep expirementing with low light. I am also enjoying your photos of houses.

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