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One bite for a rib by Karen Chappelow -45x102cm

Eve holds the apple not as a symbol of exile, but as a quiet reminder of the longing we carry for the places we once called home. The familiar biblical moment becomes a mirror—an invitation to reflect on how every threshold we cross reshapes our sense of belonging. The apple becomes both loss and possibility, a seed of memory cradled gently in her hand.

Here, “somewhere like home” is neither Eden nor aftermath, but the liminal space between: the reflective pause where desire, curiosity, and self-knowledge blur together. Eve becomes a figure of reclamation rather than blame, standing in the soft glow of her own reflection, suggesting that home is not a fixed location but a story continually rewritten. In her gaze lies the understanding that sometimes we must step away from the familiar to discover what truly roots us.

Oh the temptation, it’s like being back in that Garden of Eden. I blame the fruit for the fall of man.

The only good apple belongs in a pie 🙂