La Pomme Prisonniere

 From September 2017 until today, celebrating the end of August, the eighth day of quarantine, the reveal of the trip to the mill... why do we save things?  what do we think we are holding onto in the process, the memories or the past itself?  Here we have the Pomeloi, Eloi’s apple, and such a presentation of time at that, for the eyes and tastebuds...

“et il rendra sublime ce moment precieux choisi pour le register...”

Appreciating the gouts and saveurs.  And this strange world, in which the decision has finally been made not to wait, but to act.  To pull off the impossible, to live through the waiting for the days of wine and roses, tea and massages, watermelon and sunsets.  More to come.  Much more.  

How to explain, when it happens to you?