a cherry, for my darling?
a seductive small fruit
dangling from my fingers
waiting to be eaten
The small fruit symbolises so much. She has her heart set on riches that only she knows. The first bite is a strange wonder, an explosion that demands a one to be in a certain disposition to appreciate it.
It pushes the boundaries of a simple pleasure.
She dangles the half bitten fruit from her fingertips as I try to bite the forbidden fruit. Eve and Adam locked in the garden asked not to bite the fruit that will give them knowledge, that would allow them to see the face of God, but the temptation was too much...
Knowledge is a double edged sword, for as one starts to learn more and more, the less one knows. The forbidden apple (or cherry) does not lead to more knowledge, to the face of God, but rather to the destruction of all knowledge, so that one can only look at the face of utter void.
The face of God is a void, a black hole; knowledge is knowing that nothing makes sense.
After a recent trip to a cherry farm, and finding so much cherries in our stores, I knew I needed to make a photoshoot about these cherries. The moment almost happened spontaneously. I grabbed my camera, and my muse just threw the cherries into the air. She threw a couple of them at me as well!
In the moment, we lived, and I captured some of them. The cherry almost knocked the camera out of my hand as she threw it at me...
Alas, we remain children at heart, playing with our food and thinking about things of higher order. We cannot fathom the void, and we believe the lie that we know everything. But deep down inside myself, I know that I took a bite from the apple, the forbidden cherry, knowing that we know nothing really...
For now, I will continue to eat these wonderful little fruit bombs.
Happy photographing, and keep well.
All of the musings are my own, albeit inspired by the (fermented) cherry juice! The photographs are also my own, taken with my Nikon D300 and 50mm Nikkor lens.
