Why did we decide to start using forks? Who made that decision? Did anyone object? What was the first fork like at a dinner party?
These are the questions that haunt me.
I also wanted to say thank you for bearing with me during this broken foot! I’m about as mobile as I was last month and I probably won’t be able to shoot some of my more complicated stuff, but hopefully I can do another “sit and locked off set up” for May.
Please enjoy The First Fork and let me know if it made you laugh — I know this is a weird little one but *I* thought it was funny… soooo. Maybe someone else out there also has the same sense of goofy.