Fruitpicking

Creator: Corinna
Location: Babbacombe; Devon
Story: Double-layered cyanotype photographs on cotton and on silk, red embroidery thread, beeswax

Fruitpicking

That winter in the orchard cottage, they
folded together under cobalt night and
passed, in dreams, from this world to that. Then,
came picking season, and
things changed:

One
could no longer share the
night’s echoes of the
day’s words, could no longer tolerate the
tyrannical metronome of the
other’s heartbeat.

One’s
skin thickened, like a lemon left hanging, while
the other’s
grew thinner, and, like a cherry skin at the
height of summer, threatened to burst into
a fleshwound at the slightest touch.
Rights Holder: Corinna