Honeycomb in Terracotta
From £16.99No bee in sight: just the lattice it leaves behind, warm and endlessly repeating.
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No bee in sight: just the lattice it leaves behind, warm and endlessly repeating.

A hummingbird holds itself still in the air above the water, wings too fast to see.

A koi swims against its own current, held inside a frame of moving water.

Two magpies keep watch from a rooftop’s edge, the sky behind them turning to dusk.

Two magpies stand close, feathers touching: one for sorrow undone by two.

A moth holds its wings open and still: pattern first, flight second.

An ocelot sits upright and watchful, spots dark against a field of mustard.

A fox dissolves into its own outline: fur becoming flame, becoming leaf, becoming pattern.

Two otters hold on and float together: what sailors and biologists both call a raft.

An owl’s eyes hold steady and wide: the beholder, missing nothing.

An owl closes its eyes against the moon behind it, resting in plain sight.

Every feather opens at once: a peacock’s quiet insistence on being seen.

Feather upon feather, radiating outward: the peacock reduced to pure, rhythmic pattern.

A crow keeps its perch against the sun, patient in its own dark shape.

A heron stands motionless in the shallows, patient as the water it watches.

A serval turns its ears toward some sound we can’t hear, spotted and utterly alert.
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