I was told my grandmother used to read the coffee grounds from a cup of turkish coffee (a style which includes a portion of the grounds in the cup). I always appreciate the shapes and textures left behind a satisfying cup.
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The Photographer
- Matt
- Constantly trying to redefine the way I see the world while retaining a sense of consistency. Project 365 is my commitment to grow as a photographer and to chronicle the world around me.
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- Grandma 109/365
- Untitled 108/365
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- J 95/365
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