The German saying "Gut Ding will Weile haben" implies that good things are worth waiting for. Are they?  This was a valid rule for my grandmother when she prepared the sunday lunch. It took at least two hours, but it was every time a feast. We used to rotate every Sunday, each Sunday one family member put a lot of effort in cooking a great meal, even if three hours of preparing ended up in 15 minutes of eating. As time passed by, my grandfather died, I moved to another city and today the tradition became extinct.  What happened in our family as an result of getting older and moving forward seems to be a trend in our society but for other reasons. We work longer and have often all three meals in our office. Most young people don't know how to cook proper even though the younger generation seems more aware of what they put into their nutrition.  Still we don't take time to eat and enjoy, we give ourselves five minutes to finish breakfast, what we often skip, lunch, what we take at the nearby fast food store, supper, what is often an ordered pizza.
  “Ingredients of Life” is a reflection of thoughts following me since I started my MA in documentary photography in London. Our first judgement is based on appearance and this glimpse of a second when we decide, “Yes” or “No”. This series originated with my curiosity concerning different cultures and behaviours as well as food.    In autumn 2013 I started living a different lifestyle about nutrition and began to prepare “Seitan” a simple base, where all the starch is squeezed out of cheap white flour. I quickly added different ingredients and was amazed by the diversity one could make out of such a simple construct.    Life is the same.    Scientifically, we are all the same, and purity is not existing, if we could identify all the ethnicities we inherent, no racism would exist; because no race would exist. Seitan gets its unique taste by adding ingredients” which therefore create a different taste. Even the shape is all the time different unable to control.   Maybe it’s true, but maybe I made this story up. To confuse. To Question. To Reflect. Documentary photography, with telling true stories, in many different ways is the starting point I take. Meanwhile, many projects call themselves “documentary”, changing the status quo. It is good, that approaches are changing as people do and reality does.  I just fear that this trend is taking quality out of photography and blurs the lines between documenting and creating art. With all respects to artistic photography and the values it represents, one has to draw a line to distinguish. With a “trustworthy” concept, the artistic skills, which define photography, are often left behind.  Concept is key and trendy.  Anyway, on the other side, I often ask myself about some exhibited artwork in well-known galleries. When I tell my friends: “I can do this”, I often get the remark: “But you didn’t”. Why is art defined by who did something some when, first, if it’s so easy to recreate?  I define art by the genius mind and the artistic skills someone’s had. Another argument could be that I don’t understand the idea, however, here is my art. I photographed Seitan pancakes. I claim to be the first one. If you want a concept to make it more attractive, as just photographs of Seitan pancakes, take the first three paragraphs up there.  by Lukas Rapp