Paintings
Art Show "Lactose Intolerance" 2016 Boise, Idaho
I have worked in the coffee business for a good portion of my
life and support my local cafe regularly. Sure, the extra pep in my step is a plus, but I have recently discovered another venue of appreciation for coffee: its aesthetic. Weird, right? When “coffee” comes to mind, I want a light roast: bright, smooth, with subtle notes of fruits or chocolate. The color that comes to mind, black. Not very colorful or detailed at all, but that’s my preference. Some people like a bit of coffee with their sugar, some enjoy nicely-aerated milk to compliment espresso with lattes, cappuccinos, macchiatos etc. Milk tends to alter the coffee into something different than what it naturally is. This is where it begins. The epic battle taking place inside the cup, the fight for the right balance of light and darkness. Milk, the malicious, young warrior that strikes quickly through the coffee forever changing it into something alien. Coffee, the veteran, always ready for the unexpected, but knowing that without its existence Milk wouldn’t strike. Both are needed for the balance, both are needed for a change. |
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