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Behind Byron

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.”
— Lord Byron

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Our Story

Meet Byron

 

Byron the Bee is more than a name — he’s a thread that weaves together everything we care about: art, emotion, nature, memory, and the quiet act of creating together.

 

The name carries the same letters as Micol's daughter’s name, Robin — a soft, personal tribute to her presence in Micol's creative life and to the way motherhood has shaped how she seess and make art. It’s also a nod to the poet Lord Byron, whose intensity and beauty resonate deeply with the way we approach storytelling and emotion through images.

But most of all, Byron is a bee — a symbol that belongs to both of us.

For Micol, as the daughter of a beekeeper, bees have always represented intelligence, sensitivity, and community. They create with instinct and care, live in connection, and carry sweetness from one flower to another.

For Evelyn, the bee appeared naturally — almost instinctively — as a recurring motif in her paintings. One of the first artworks she ever made for me featured a small bee, quietly present, watching over the scene. That moment felt like a meeting point: two creative paths touching the same symbol without needing to explain it. Byron the Bee became our shared language.

 

Today, Byron is our soft mascot, quiet narrator, and gentle guide. He reminds us — and anyone who enters this space — to move slowly, to stay curious, and to create with care. He carries fragments of our stories, our differences, and our shared world, buzzing lightly from one idea to the next.

What we truly make

 

Not just drawings.
Not just objects.

We make emotional companions — art that stays beside you, not in front of you.
We make soft worlds, honest and imperfect.
We make creative pathways for people who have always felt a little outside the center:
too sensitive, too quiet, too dreamy, too much.

Our work lives in the space between memory and imagination — where stories unfold slowly, and creativity becomes a way to breathe, to rest, to belong.

Byron is the thread.
We are the hands.
And this space was made with you in mind.

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