The eve of spring.

It’s that sea­son again.

Red, oranges, ang pows, fire­works, you know the drill.

One thing I always love about Chi­nese New Year is the FOOD. Well Mom and sis is already prepar­ing for the reunion din­ner as I’m typ­ing this. And see­ing the pic­tures of a par­tic­u­lar fruit through­out this post you’d know I’d be talk­ing about them — Man­drin oranges. xD

Thanks to Boule­vard, we stocked up LOADs of them tiny and bloody sweet man­drin oranges. It was a frenzy when Boule­vard had them avail­able at dirt cheap prices.

Gawd. My cheeks are sour­ing at the sight of these sweet and tangy fruit avail­able only once a year.

Well, when we’re not munch­ing away on these seed­less tan­ger­ines, we’d hand-pick a bunch of them to be scru­ti­nized under the cam­era lense. xD Dad even delib­er­ately picked those with leafs for that photo opportunity.

The result is all the pho­tos you see in this post, taken on our din­ing table.

The set. The shots you see above were all focused on the tip of that bunch you see above. With the rest of the oranges serv­ing as a back­drop, kinda. =D

The light­ing was great, morn­ing light com­ing from the kitchen windows.

But after lots of snap­ping (we took at least 40 shots) and try­ing out tons of dif­fer­ent angles and arrange­ments, my sis and I got bored.

We looked at all the fruits on the table and had a brain fart.

 

 

 

My sis’s (rather) lame attempt. She looked like she was try­ing to gob­ble a whole KFC XL burger in one go. We were try­ing to achieve that effect of..wait, what actu­ally were we try­ing to do..? xD

After we had enough of rolling on the floor laugh­ing, my sis chal­lenged me if I could do better:

 

 

 

Gawd, I failed. Miserably.

Note to self: Need to eat more oranges. I’m constipated.

P/s: A Happy Chi­nese New Year to you all out there! =D