I love coffee as much as the next guy, but I had some out of date coffee lying around and decided this was the best way to use it. I had seen these coffee splash photos doing the rounds on Flickr for a long time and wanted to try it.
Pardon my sticky table. Today I picked up my 28mm lens from AJ Johnstone after spending the past 2 weeks there getting repaired. The 28mm lens is my least used lens, I’ve just never grown fond of the wide perspective (the 50mm is my go-to lens for pretty much everything). However, whilst it was away I found I did miss it and was conjuring up lots of portrait ideas for use with the 28mm. Without it, I found I was going places and my composition was too tight (especially coffee shops and restaurants), and being an all-prime girl, it was something only my 28mm could fix. I couldn’t wait to use it again and shot a couple of frames of …
Shona often texts me spontaneously to say “Hey, I’m at Uni, let’s get coffee”, then the lazy me drags her to my side of town for some caffeine. I just find the city has little to offer in the way of independent coffee houses, and I find chains don’t stock as good coffee. The Hidden Lane Tearoom is a perfect blend of good food, beautiful light and smooth lattes, and it gets me way more excited than I should be.
I had tomato soup with a carrot, beetroot and goat cheese sammich, and a big pot of Chai tea.
I haven’t wanted to socialise much lately, I just want to get my work done. Some friends know I have a problem with focus, so when I get to this stage I just run with it. But you can burn out, right? Especially when you live alone and work from home, there comes a point you’re talking to yourself and dancing with no music on and generally going crazy.
With work I have a very specific vision of where I’m going, and I know I’ll get there because I always get to where I want to go. No distractions, except going for coffee, like I did yesterday, where I stayed until the shop closed and talked money, property, relationships, and …
Artisan Roast sits next to Kelvingrove Park, which is how I know of it as that’s where I walk my dog. It’s been recommended to me on numerous occasions, and so today — when weighing up the decision to either nap or ply myself full of caffeine — I opted for a trip to Artisan Roast. I had a Flat White and a Chai Latte, both of which were lovely, and my friend tried a few of their bizarre array of hot chocolates. I’ll be back for a white hot chocolate soon.