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A Glimpse of Potluck...

  • Katy Corderoy
  • Jul 26, 2015
  • 1 min read

Yaknow when you were younger, maybe like 7/8 years old and you would take photos of everything you loved? Like you would be sure to have taken a photograph of your teddybear. And when you left your holiday home, you probably took a photo of that too. The garden, the pool your room. Everything, almost as this desperate last minute attempt to capture everything incase your memory failed you.

Maybe, it was just me. But anyway, just imagine that mindset.

Today, I was in Potluck alone. The rain was pouring and I figured that this was one of very few opportunities that I could go around and take some photo's of the setting, of the place I call work. I don't know quite what made me do it. I think I did it, because I was trying to imagine telling people at home about Potluck, about all the little details that made up this environment. All the small components that make up Potluck.

I don't need to expand further in words. The photographs tell a story themselves. (Again, I apologise for format, I seriously don't understand this website!)

 
 
 

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