Every time I make my girl a cup of tea I get momentarily mesmerised. The point where the milk hits the tea is pretty rad, that little storm — furious. I wanted needed to photograph it. I thought this was a great chance to give a little insite to Spadge & I.

I think our taste in drinks alone do a lot of that — my  intense, black filter-coffee to her milky, delicate Earl Grey. Then the environments for each shot add another level. The warm, inviting oak in the kitchen, then the cold, strong slate in the basement reflect parts of our personality. Even the choice of cup — ornate vs simple.

Both of these images work well individually but when you put them side by side they compliment each other in a way that forms a whole greater than either separate part. Just like me & my girl.