This week will make one month since I’ve been without my camera, although it seems like a lot more. That has been the reason why, even after coming from Russia, I haven’t posted any recipe yet: we all know that a food blog without photos is not the same. To keep it short, I’ll tell you that I travelled eight hours by bus to see a friend, slipped with the ice ten minutes after arriving (damn sudden changes of temperature: they turn all the streets in a giant skating rink), fell and the camera went down with me. My friend asked me if I was alright because it was a terrible fall (even the people passing by were worried) but surprisingly (or not) I only could think about my camera.
I must be jinxed or something, because of course it broke. Not completely (meaning it didn’t broke to pieces), but the screen doesn’t work. And a DSLR without a screen is a useless DSLR. I took it to repair and it should be ready in week or so.
I always thought that if something like this happened, I’d cry and shout and get hysterical. Instead, I just couldn’t believe it was actually broken. Like if all was a bad dream and I was going to wake up in any moment. If you think that you can’t go through a phase of denial with an object, it’s because you haven’t lost yet an object you really can’t live without (it’s not a pleasant experience, believe me). And I don’t mean for comfort, like the dishwasher or the washing machine: sure, hand washing your dishes will put you in a bad mood, but it won’t cause you an opression in the chest, like if something was missing.I understood I can live without my laptop (I can always borrow my brother’s PC to use Photoshop) but I can’t live without my camera. Photography became a way to see world. I found myself so many looking at beautiful sunsets and gorgeous skies, thinking how beautiful would the light look in the photo, which exposure I should use and how I’d edit the pic, uncounsciously composing the shot in my head.
This is when you know that your camera became an extension of yourself, actually a part of you. Because even if it is said that it’s not the camera but the photographer what matters, you still need one to create.
So until I get my camera back, there will be no new recipes, but you can check my last photos on my Flickr and Tumblr (which, by the way, has a new design) and even another stop motion. Enjoy 
The new design of my tumblr. It took me many, many hours to finish but for once I’m happy with the result.
I’m so sorry about your camera. You must be going crazy. I had to send my first digital camera away for repairs as well. It was terrible and I didn’t even take nearly as many pictures as you do.
I liked the stop-motion. I’d never heard of Maslenitsa, but looked it up when I wanted to know what the story was with the burning woman. Interesting.
And your tumblr looks very nice!
Keep up the good writing!
SO sorry about your camera! I know what you mean about it being an extension of yourself. It’s a way to express the things you can’t put into words, how we share beauty and the way we see the world. I’m so glad it will be fixed soon.
Yeah, we feel sorry for your camera because we know how attached a person can be with the instrument of one’s passion.
Oh, no! Your photos are just beautiful. I just stumbled on your blog, I’ll be revisiting for sure!
Dear ksenia,,
I really feel sorry about your camera,,its a good thing you will get it fixed since we need to see whats new you have for us meanwhile we can bear with the situation till then hope to be back soon