Monday, September 19, 2011

Tuesday, September 6, 2011


Julie Ryan, Echolocation, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm

Julie Ryan, You May Feel a Little Pinch, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm

Julie Ryan, Bat Breath, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm

Julie Ryan, One Orange Candle, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm

Sunday, September 4, 2011


“…A Rare thing, fine as a beeswing.” Beeswing song by Richard Thompson

Have you ever really looked closely at a beeswing? This fineness may hold true for rareness and as a lyric in a song but if you get one of those beeswing stuck between your teeth it can be a real bugger to get out! A few years ago I cut my finger on a sugar cube and I think it is a cosmically comparable experience to the beeswing-between-teeth scenario that occurred this weekend.

1932 news about bees

Because this weekend was Honey Harvest and I was nipping at a pile of oozing honey and comb when the fine beeswing found me! I harbor mostly allergic and allegoric relationships to bees and was thrilled to expand experientially at my first ever Harvest. I also highly recommend that if you happen to have lost track of a dear friend in the world the best place to reunite is in a garage cutting and scratching honeycomb…thank you for the invitation Al!

Honey Harvesting 

And thank you Kurt and Rita for being urban beekeepers!