ode to my dad... on mother's day?

My dad is a pretty cool guy. I think my tendency to pick up a lot of hobbies and dabble in them for only a short while comes from him.

Food photography is one of those things for him and for me. I guess you could even technically call him a pro because he's gotten paid for his food pictures. Last time when he visited, he helped me set up a studio in the basement where I can take my own food shots. I love natural light, but that's not always reliable. So now, I have a guarantee that the lighting will always be there.

He calls this one "The Pieta".


I think that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I'll take any compliment I can get.