Coffee makes me happy | Home | (Dis)placements » c126_thumb.jpg c121_thumb.jpg c120_thumb.jpg c119_thumb.jpg c118_thumb.jpg c116_thumb.jpg c114_thumb.jpg c113_thumb.jpg c111_thumb.jpg c109_thumb.jpg c107_thumb.jpg c106_thumb.jpg c103_thumb.jpg c102_thumb.jpg c100_thumb.jpg c99_thumb.jpg c97_thumb.jpg c96_thumb.jpg c95_thumb.jpg c93_thumb.jpg c92_thumb.jpg c91_thumb.jpg c89_thumb.jpg c88_thumb.jpg c87_thumb.jpg c86_thumb.jpg c84_thumb.jpg c79_thumb.jpg c77_thumb.jpg c72_thumb.jpg c69_thumb.jpg c67_thumb.jpg c66_thumb.jpg c65_thumb.jpg c63_thumb.jpg c62_thumb.jpg c60_thumb.jpg c59_thumb.jpg c57_thumb.jpg c56_thumb.jpg c47_thumb.jpg c46_thumb.jpg c45_thumb.jpg c42_thumb.jpg c40_thumb.jpg c39_thumb.jpg c37_thumb.jpg c35_thumb.jpg c34_thumb.jpg c26_thumb.jpg c25_thumb.jpg c24_thumb.jpg c21_thumb.jpg c20_thumb.jpg c15_thumb.jpg c9_thumb.jpg c8_thumb.jpg c7_thumb.jpg c4_thumb.jpg c2_thumb.jpg

Drinking a cup of coffee is a highly savored moment in the course of my days and always resonates an aura of ritual and comfort. Using my visual notebook for a time period of 6 months, I photographed each single cup of coffee I consumed.
During the documented 6 months my travels took me to 3 continents and several US states. Home at that time was the Lower East Side in Manhattan and then Williamsburg in Brooklyn.

« When We Are