I’ve got to confess. I’m addicted. Yes, again.
And there’s my new chapter the Revelations.
Being a food blogger and food photographer (I always want to add “mediocre”, but that’s totally wrong to put yourself down, right?), I’m addicted to props. You may have noticed I’ve got not a bad collection of tableware, tablecloths, and other necessities.
I think I’m trying to compensate my lack of photo techniques by using some nice props. Ouch, again!
Indeed, it’s such a humble collection that I often feel a needy!
That wasn’t always the same, though.
I started my first blogging steps back in 2010, and for 3 years I had been running my Russian blog. I should say the very first year or so I didn’t care about many “blogger things” at all. Basically, I was using one source of light, one angle, and a few plates over and over again. Sure, I was absolutely sure I was doing the freaking awesome stuff. Well, I guess, that’s an obligatory stage for a lot of bloggers.
I wish I were thinking the same way now:)
In 2011, I started to buy occasionally some kitchen props to liven up my photographies. That was quite an issue because having lived in a small provincial city I didn’t have many options. I mean, I’ve always been cheap when it comes to buying a plate for 20$. I prefer to buy 10 plates for 20$.
Plus, that time we knew we would change the country,
sooner or later the next year.
Actually, 2012 was rather a difficult year for me. I just started taking my first decent pictures, with at least some styling. First of all, I was banned from buying any new props. At the same time,
we Andrew started to get rid of most of our belongings. I was totally okay about the furniture, books, and other possessions, but when he intervened the kitchen, I was insulted.
I even attempted to throw a tantrum. Ten times or so.
But I was offered a great deal that in Canada he won’t be against me buying whatever I need.
That sounded fair enough.
In fact, my first month I was rather moderate buying my first Canadian props. I just didn’t know any great places yet. Then I was overwhelmed with all that crazy variety of things you could buy for a dollar or so. Unfortunately, the next year I bought a lot of things I would never use and eventually ditch out.
Right now I don’t have any of those things I bought my first year:) Well, maybe few good things from IKEA, but they do fit my concept.
Three years have passed, and finally I’ve found a few places which fully satisfy my expectations.
Since I’ve got not a bad collection, I’m more thoughtful now. Okay, perhaps, If I had more space, I wouldn’t be that thoughtful:) Need proof? Here we go! As you see, that’s not a lot. Notice that a half of all space has been used by the gadgets. And let’s pretend you don’t know about those two big boxes with the remaining stuff I don’t use regularly, such as Christmas related props.
Oh, Christmas is my pain. I can’t stop myself from buying another plate or ribbon to spruce up my Christmas series of pictures:)
But when I talk about being more thoughtful, that’s true.
These days I buy a new item only when I feel 95% I need it and it would reflect my concept. As you may have noticed, I have a lot of blue props. I love blue:)
Plus, often happens that while looking at a new plate in the store, I can easily imagine for which food I would use it. This is great indeed.
For instance, when I saw the plate from this post, I knew I would use it for a dessert soup. Moreover, I knew specifically that I would be having blackberry lavender soup.
It didn’t happen exactly this way – the idea was transformed into this Peach Black Raspberry Dessert Soup. No lavender. Sorry. But I think that was quite a good pick.
All right, I guess that’s enough for today.
And what about you folks? Did you have a chance to try dessert soup this summer? Do you have a thing about your photo props and how do you balance out? And more importantly, tell us about your addictions?
My previous revelations:
Part 1 (Introduction. Some thoughts on ‘Havoc’ concept)
Part 2 (How did I start cooking, part 1)
Part 3 (I am a disaster-guy)
Part 4 (Our love for pasta)