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MAIDENHAIR

Come a little closer Dear, let me wrap my arms around you. There, there, now you’ll never leave.

An ode to nature in collaboration with collage artist Loraine Mohar.

I see you standing in the verdure, your body cloaked in silver moonlight, your mind possessed by faraway phantasy. Isn't it odd that we should find ourselves here again, in this space inhabited by vaporous creatures who gather quietly in darkened corners to behold the Witching Hour.

MON DIEU!

One would think that the heavens are reserved for only the most virtuous behaviours... one would be wrong.

MORSE

What could be more bewitching than a secret message? Whether delivered by sea, or by air, with invisible ink or an ancient lullaby. Pay close attention, they’re more common than you think.

MOURNING GLORY

There’s beauty in decay.

MURAL SAMPLES

Samples measure 8.5" W x 11" L and are intended for colour matching.

MURALS

Rolling green hills, an enchanted forest, or an old library heavy with the perfume of leather and aging books. Perhaps a tavern, or an old theatre?

Somewhere entirely fantastical where monkeys drink tea and the birds recite poetry.

You can go anywhere really. You decide.

NEAPOLITAN

I once spent an evening in an ensorcelled library. Books were spellbound and characters roamed free. Witches and warlords exchanged glowering stares. A fairy prince and an alchemist discussed philosophy. You couldn’t presume this of most libraries, but then again it’s sensible to expect the unexpected.

NOMAD

Russet is tangy and smells like earth. Blue is slightly salty and tastes like the sea. Magenta is rich and subtly sweet. I’m somewhat partial to violet or emerald, but as a wayfarer by trade, new discoveries beckon and bait.

O CANNADA

Theodore, Harry and Charles all agree, when you want to take the edge off there’s nothing quite like a good botanical. Ah, those halcyon days.

OBSCURA

When one focuses intent on a mood, a thought, a feeling, an idea, a spell is cast and the enchantment begins. Quietly at first, then creating an orbit of its own.

An ode to nature in collaboration with collage artist Loraine Mohar.

ODDLY VICTORIAN

Dignity and decorum are certainly merits, although one could argue too much of a good thing might adversely affect one’s disposition. There are remedies for this, and while she would never confess it, like many of her subjects, Victoria was well acquainted with the Green Fairy.

ODYSSEY

I once visited the edge of the world. A distinctly curious place filled with unexpected & astonishing contradictions. One shouldn’t dwell here too long Dear, because your fate will be entirely determined by the Wind and the Stars, and it’s rather a rare occurrence that they agree.

OLYMPUS

In the Garden of the Gods, resides a rather large number of creatures who opine at great length about art, philosophy, beauty or the cosmos. Suffice it to say there's naturally some disagreement on the matter of which celestial bodies are more deserving of reverence, however almost everyone agrees that these discussions be conducted with an endless and abundant supply of food and wine.

OPHELIA

There is a space between worlds inhabited by creatures both light and dark, some who dwell among the living and many who reside with those who are not.

An ode to nature in collaboration with collage artist Loraine Mohar.

PARADIS

Large, iridescent wings extend to the horizon, glittering in the moonlight. Gliding through the cosmos, a twinkle in the distance calls me home. Longing for your embrace, I soar silently into the darkness.

PARAMOUR

Bound together by invisible thread, who can tell where I begin and you end.

Hand painted by Luisa Quinterno.

Original design by Fine & Dandy Co.

PERSEPHONE

Even moonlight can be harsh on your eyes, if you’re not accustomed to such things. After a spell in the realm where light cannot reach, hers had grown larger, able to detect the slightest details that would not even register to the average naked eye. It was this adaptation that allowed Persephone to see things others couldn’t and even when she returned to more illuminated terrain, her taste in beauty was darker than most.