Seeing Differently.
Stories about curiosity, memory, and the pursuit of understanding.
Two Cups
This isn't really a story about coffee. Or porcelain cups. Or the ritual of meeting someone for an espresso. It's about what remains after the coffee is gone.
I took this photograph because I thought there might be something to illustrate. The longer I looked, the more I realized there was nothing I could add to make the image any stronger or more meaningful.
The photograph was already enough.
The cups were once full. Now they are empty.
Not half full or half empty, suggesting a conversation interrupted.
Simply empty.
Their work finished.
What remains is the evidence that two people spent time together.
The coffee left its own record around the porcelain. Every stain is different. Every ring a quiet reminder that something happened here, even if we'll never know exactly what was said.