How to eat a fork

What happens when you cross a creative mind with a photographic genius? You get something like this. Here's how Friday went. Justin calls me up, "Hey do you have a meat cleaver?". I knew there was an adventure at hand. The project that needed to be completed was on utensils, and Justin needed some help. I came over and we started to take pictures with me holding the meat cleaver in one hand and a tiny fork in the other with an empty plate in the middle. It just wasn't working. After a few times trying different angles we gave the idea up and started thinking. How can you make utensils interesting? You could make a picture out of them, you could build something with them; all good ideas but nothing that really hit home. Then the idea came out of the recesses of my mind. I turned to Lynn, "Do you have any old silverware that you wouldn't mind getting ruined?". They both looked at me with inquisitive faces. "Why not cut up a bunch of utensils, put them on a plate, and make it look like something is going to eat it?" The idea was sold immediately and off we went into the garage to do what men love to do--destroy things! So for about a half hour we bent, sawed, and hammered all the silverware Lynn gave us, all the while with big smiles on our faces, and arranged them on to a plate. (And yes, there was a little bloodshed when a piece of a knife that Justin was breaking attacked him.) We then topped it off by making a place setting with a saw, a pair of pliers, and two wrenches. Think about it, if you're going to be eating silverware you got to have some heavy duty utensils to do it with. And there it was; an abstract idea using utensils that we were both pretty excited about. And even though I was supposed to be studying and writing all day, the hours I spent at Justin's were not a waste; it was another day of living life to the full.