I like to take pictures of people with food, notsomuch, really, the food itself but the activity that surrounds food. I like how food draws people out of themselves and becomes a catalyst for the letting down of one’s guard.
Food (and drink) are social sustenance and the event of sharing them is, in itself, wonderfully candid. One never shares a meal or drink with a stranger, somewhere between draft and dredge, between pulling up a chair and pushing back a plate, friendships and kinships are formed, common ground is landed upon and colonized.
Folks and food