To be perfectly clear, I eat at McDonald's. I was thinking about that this evening when Eva asked for nuggets and fries, and my eyes lit up like a Christmas Tree on crack. Cheeseburger hold the pickles, thankyouverymuch. I also eat at Wendy's. Small chocolate frosty, pleaseandthankyou. And Taco Bell. Bean burrito with onions washed down with a crunchy taco, scrumdiddliumpsious.
Given all the garden hoohah, I didn't want there to be any misunderstanding as to what we're really talking about here. It's a metaphor for my life: slow food gardener meets a Big Mac.
The following is a series of images starring the usual suspects. I've been shooting in Mile's room, uhhm, I mean my studio to practice with the light. It's magical. The light's pretty good, too.