Moments of Coffee Rhapsody

Every morning I put a pot on the fire and make a strong cup of coffee. I’ve never really thought about how much more beautiful and wearable common objects can be to make a refreshing drink. How beautiful? There are no words to describe it, it’s better to see everything with your own eyes on the website

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, where the “Coffee Rhapsody” photo competition recently ended. In my opinion, the works in the nomination of Mikma brand are special. The finalists filmed what seemed to be just a new model of coffee grinder, but each time turned out to be something big. Take a closer look, maybe you’ll feel in these shots moments from your life..

I take my hat off. Everything will be all right!

Best advertising photo. Marina Averyanova, Saint Petersburg.

Looking at a cheerful red coffee grinder one involuntarily recalls the orange childhood with its half-forgotten song… Hat’s off, school time is almost over. I can feel the aromatic pea with my eyes closed. A frantic morning, the last call is coming up. The first cycle is complete. The coffee grinder has already winked its light, and behind it the orange sun is gaining strength. The reflective surface is still dark, but it already absorbs sunlight. A’s in the diary, even coffee beans give green shoots. Ahead of something new, unexplored..

Red on black. A symbol of change

Best picture for the cover of a magazine. Tatiana Shrub, Kaliningrad Oblast.

I can’t look at these poppies for long. Carmen Suite plays, absorbing again and again into an exhausting whirlwind… Who has lived through it, understands. Another city, another country, another family. Red poppies blaze as a symbol of drastic change. There’s a new reality all around, but my soul strives back, painfully dissonant, like white on black. But there’s not much white anymore: a cup of espresso and a couple of rafaelkas for once… The coffee grinder has removed its cap again, but this time the coffee beans are still whole, the cycle is not complete, the soul is not sore..

Light of a master in a high key

Alexey Lukin, Kharkiv

An unexpected angle. There’s a crisis around, war is shooting somewhere, I feel very anxious. And in this picture, total serenity. Like being born again. As if there was no need to compete, to break through, to survive… Even confused. When have I ever felt like this?? And were? Were! When a school medal sparkled. When the door swung open to Mendelssohn’s march. When my eldest daughter and my youngest are born. ♪ When I started my own business ♪. When the house was built… Thanks to the master for the light in the high key!

Still-life of a rebellious youth

Elena Belousova, St. Petersburg

It’s a picture I’ve never seen before. But everything in life repeats! The thick vignette and the light stain immediately reeked of teenage fidgetiness. I deal with it every day when my son pours a coffee cup… The cup is not a simple one, the handle is like an abstruse Moebius strip. Everything is in between: the light and shadows of mood, and the habit of comfort, and the longing for campfires. There’s even a line to Serov and Aivazovsky – oh, how nice, how fresh the roses were. Everything gets along, everything combines in one rebellious soul. I’m getting to know everything – on a new turn..