There is a quiet magic in the way a bumble bee moves, unhurried, weightless, drifting from bloom to bloom as though dancing to a melody only it can hear. It hums softly through the warm air, vanishing into the heavy fragrance of wildflowers, hovering just long enough to be seen before tumbling into the sky. Summers past linger in the mind like a half-forgotten dream, hedgerows heavy with wildflowers, the scent of honeysuckle clinging to the breeze, the distant murmur of a world unhurried.
This sculpture is a love letter to those lost summers, a quiet ode to the warmth of days spent beneath an open sky, when time felt slower and the smallest things held the greatest wonder. The hum of bees, the scent of warm earth, the soft rustle of tall grass in the breeze, these moments, so easily overlooked, are the ones that shape us. They are the fragments of childhood that stay with us, tucked away in memory, resurfacing with the scent of wildflowers or the golden flicker of sunlight through leaves.
I seek to capture not just a pair of bees dancing together, but the essence of these fleeting seconds. Each one is suspended in motion, as if time itself has softened around it, a pause, a breath, a moment held long enough to be truly seen. An invitation to pause, to look closer, to remember.
Among the Wildflowers
DIMENSIONS
Approx 10cm (Width) x 16m (Height)
MATERIALS
Glass Cloche with wooden base. Faux Fur and Fabric.