choices by richard stultz

where milk comes from

Richard, Richard, Richard. I hope it's not awkward that I'm talking directly to you in this post, but some praise deserves to be direct. Sometimes an artist goes out into the world and captures exactly how I feel about it, and in a strikingly beautiful way. Do we really need this many types of milk to choose from? How much of it will expire and just be thrown away? Why is it that a can of soup with Elmo's face is on the lowest shelf? Further reminder to buy in season, from local farmers, and to enjoy the cooking I do at home everyday. And have I mentioned how much I enjoy geometric repetition?

five cans gone

basic breakfast