The sausage-meat was going to transform into the cutlets, and the story of the kitchen bowl would vanished from sight in the frying-pan forever, but I was in time to take a shot. You see that photography on the above. The simple shapes of the picture just mesmerized me at a moment I broke through the flatness of first impression. The sausage-meat revived in eloquent figures and thus enabled me to witness/review the world history in an old bowl.
I do not want to say this photo is the artwork, yet I think it is worthy your attention nevertheless, because the fine arts reveal not the beauty of the visual forms, but our mindset which shapes our lifestyle.
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