A pomegranate, revealed. The banana covered. Their dialogue unfolds in tension: one open, one closed; one bleeding, one whole.
Together, they explore the fragile edge between exposure and restraint, how love and longing often live in opposite forms, one offering, one withholding.In Yoruba reflection, it recalls the proverb “Ìtàn kò tán níbẹ̀, ẹ̀jẹ̀ ń sọ̀rọ̀” - The story is not over yet; even blood continues to speak.
The pomegranate’s seeds become voices of memory, while the banana’s curve is the pause, the breath between pain and sweetness.