It’s only three weeks into fall, and my life has already gone apple crazy. I’ve made apple sauce, apple butter, and started my first batch of hard cider. I’m probably munching at least two out of hand a day, and this weekend? The pies, crumbles, and crisps begin.
So, this morning, this fascinating piece by John Dilnot simplyhits the spot.
“At first glance the boxes suggests a nostalgic feeling for a lost Eden, but on closer inspection they reveals a more ambiguous intention. The artist has relished recreating these rotting fruits and in so doing subverts the idea that decay is “bad”. As a result, Bad Apples becomes a humorous and liberating musing on the inevitability of mortality and mutation.”
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