The popularity of the simple chocolate chip cookie baffles me sometimes. From a baker’s standpoint they aren’t the most exciting things to make, but they elicit such dramatic reactions in the people I gift them to in the best possible way.
There is something about the pattern of repetition that attracts the human eye. I present my case.
Contrary to what the title might suggest, there is no deep philosophical meaning behind my attempt to locate a pleasant source of light for photography, although I could certainly contrive one, but perhaps on another day apart from this Friday night on which my frazzled brain is proving more unreliable by the second.