After everybody left the table, this one lone glass of hot black tea caught my attention. And it was mesmerising.
Still swirling away in a traditional Turkish tea glass, foggy swirls of steam rose in a chaotic and captivating dance.
It sounds absurd, I know, but I was somewhere else for that entire minute. Wondering about the wandering spirit of those lines and coils.
Music: The Temper Trap - Miracle
Video shot & edited by me.