I wrote Pip in Seville. I was obsessed with oranges, their sweet perfume permeating my hands, until a story flowed out of them, fully formed. It is a raw, fundamental story of loss.
Pip explores the space between motherhood and motherlessness, through the analogy of an orange tree. A pregnant woman reminisces on her childhood, and wonders how she will bring up her own children without her late mother’s guidance.
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Kingston School of Art
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