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How can I un-taste what my tongue has sampled … and enjoyed?
It’s the seagulls that alert me. When there’s a swarm of them close to shore, I know what’s arriving in my home port in Lyttelton, New Zealand. They fight and cackle and I stand at my window watching fishermen off load their catch …
… or I used to.
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Daily I season my meals with it
But, when food comes in packages, it’s easy to be ignorant and disconnected from its source.
The individuals I photograph on my travels don’t benefit from my presence, not in an immediate sense anyway. In fact, there’s potential for harm to them if I damage their landscape or use my images inappropriately.