This intersection of free, local food, public vs. private property, and the ambivalence around both has bred Fallen Fruit, an artistic-turned-activist venture. Few realize that vegetation overhanging on public land in Los Angeles becomes shared property. I certainly didn't. Fallen Fruit emerged from an art exhibition involving maps of available fruit in Silver Lake. Now, more neighborhoods have been mapped and there is a push to distribute hard copies to the disenfranchised and incorporate edible landscaping into urban planning. We like it. :: Fallen Fruit
When I lived in Los Angeles, my then boyfriend and I often walked longingly past a pomegranate tree whose fruit hung just within reach. Should we pluck it? Would an old woman chase after us with a broom or would a protective neighbor shoot us a judgmental glance? With respect for private property impressed to the cellular level, our most overt harvests involved shaking an overabundant tree when no one was looking and taking what fell.