Floral Spooks
Their murders had been gruesome, sure, final moments filled with terror and hoping against hope. But that was a thing that had, mercifully, faded with time. Memory was strange here in the Columbine.
Nesting in the flowers they experienced steady natural rhythms, the comfort of soft darkness overtaking the sun. The buzzing and whirr of insects filled their dreamless days while the soft chirps of bats and barn owls filled their evenings.
At the gloaming they oftentimes made a point of getting out to chat with the bees before they bedded down for the night.
Bees always had the most intriguing news and, truth be told, they loved to gossip.
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Measures 8”x 8” (Has Border)
Giclee print on bright white 255 gsm Epson Somerset Velvet. This paper is 100% cotton and certified archival. This paper has some texture to it, which can best be seen in close-up (photo #3).
Acid and Lignin-free (Lignins acidify paper as they degrade over time).
Their murders had been gruesome, sure, final moments filled with terror and hoping against hope. But that was a thing that had, mercifully, faded with time. Memory was strange here in the Columbine.
Nesting in the flowers they experienced steady natural rhythms, the comfort of soft darkness overtaking the sun. The buzzing and whirr of insects filled their dreamless days while the soft chirps of bats and barn owls filled their evenings.
At the gloaming they oftentimes made a point of getting out to chat with the bees before they bedded down for the night.
Bees always had the most intriguing news and, truth be told, they loved to gossip.
_______________
Measures 8”x 8” (Has Border)
Giclee print on bright white 255 gsm Epson Somerset Velvet. This paper is 100% cotton and certified archival. This paper has some texture to it, which can best be seen in close-up (photo #3).
Acid and Lignin-free (Lignins acidify paper as they degrade over time).
Their murders had been gruesome, sure, final moments filled with terror and hoping against hope. But that was a thing that had, mercifully, faded with time. Memory was strange here in the Columbine.
Nesting in the flowers they experienced steady natural rhythms, the comfort of soft darkness overtaking the sun. The buzzing and whirr of insects filled their dreamless days while the soft chirps of bats and barn owls filled their evenings.
At the gloaming they oftentimes made a point of getting out to chat with the bees before they bedded down for the night.
Bees always had the most intriguing news and, truth be told, they loved to gossip.
_______________
Measures 8”x 8” (Has Border)
Giclee print on bright white 255 gsm Epson Somerset Velvet. This paper is 100% cotton and certified archival. This paper has some texture to it, which can best be seen in close-up (photo #3).
Acid and Lignin-free (Lignins acidify paper as they degrade over time).