Saturday, February 20, 2016

rotten peach

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Rotten in this case does not mean not good. The word does have unpleasant overtones, so maybe over-ripe peach, or peach in decay would be a better way to describe it. Lohbado found endless fasciation in decay, the texture and colour of mouldy food. It's part of nature. Everything eventually decays or wears out.

The peach aged into autumn splendour, rich warm colour and patina. Lohbado took the photos about five years ago, when peaches were in season. The basket of fruit contained two bad peaches, not morally bad, but bad in the sense of being spoiled, not spoiled rotten, just bruised and mushy. They were on the first tier. The peaches on top were ready for eating, whereas a few on the bottom should have been eaten long ago.

It started out as a peach blossom, grew to full size, ripened, was picked or fell from the tree. A beautiful pale orange rose gold colour pleasing to the eye, all juicy inside, soft to the touch, fragrant and sweet when eaten at the right moment, best not eaten if it's bruised or mushy.

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