Showing posts with label skep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skep. Show all posts

2.25.2009

Skep!

For years, I have passed this magical little shop in Manhattan and admired the bee skep and terra cotta pots, the fabulous painted floors, the evocative enamel sink, and the wild, spidery reflections of the candelabrum on the wall after hours.

Looking in the window is like gazing into another time. I have never once seen a human being inside this little store, and sometimes think it really is a portal into another, churning world.

2.28.2008

Bee Shapes


1. Wild beehive sky, 2. Grave of Daniel Becker, 3. Erotic, 4. Six Edges and Six Vertices


Hats off to Julie at Eluvium for the how-to.