Art Theory: Why This is Many Horses

A fork. A fork in the road as literal and an everyday way of speaking. At the same time. Further forks include the camera and its digital mechanisms plus the history of invention that arrived at this moment-image and piece of writing. Both of these too are forking. Me taking an image then, me writing about the image now. Me as fork, over duration. The urge in me to take random cutlery shots is a whole pathway forking. What was the pathway that got the fork in the road to arrive there? And mine too?

Pressing phone screen at various times and areas; of the screen, of actual locations. You don't get real actual unless you were a fellow pedestrian.

These are forks. Lots of them as concept. Pathways identifiable. Just like knight moves on a chess board.

This is not a screen