Figs

The fig. The beginning of civilisation as we know it. The world didn’t commence with the fall of an apple, it began with the unfurling of a fig-leaf. Splayed like a hand, the lime-green fig-leaf became a symbol, the perfect protector of our modesty.

The fig is inextricably linked with The Fall, with sex, procreation and begetting; with innocence and experience, ripeness, spoiling and death. Quite a lot for this small, tender orb to take upon itself when you think about it.