1. Eileen Hogan.
2. Ans Westra.
3. Michael Hight.
4. Fiona Hall.
5. Pieter Breughel.
Of course the competition is intense for a place in the Old Entomologist social-insect-themed Bienniale. Below, prize-winning photographer Frau Doktorin Penny, having found a cluster of hives combining a neo-cubist aesthetic with the subtle pastel hues of cheap undercoat paint, works to achieve the perfect composition and framing:
Apparently they were the Wrong Kind of Bees. I had advised her to prepare herself with a blue balloon so that the bees would think she was a small black cloud in a blue sky, but does anyone ever heed my helpful suggestions? DO THEY BOGROLL.
"No sententious digressions into medievalism and the Art of Memory?" Another Kiwi vouchsafed. "Are you all right?"
"You're right," I said; "I almost forget. It must be too much of the madman's honey."
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Apparently they were the Wrong Kind of Bees.
Ah, the dreaded "Wellingtonised" honey bees!
Honey Badger don't care.
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also available as wallpaper.
Walking in one's front yard as art.
Obviously she's either a drug smuggler or a terrorist.
If a bee stings you, is that considered a honey boo-boo?
Apparently they were the Wrong Kind of Bees.
Wretched hives of scum and villainy.
Obviously she's either a drug smuggler or a terrorist.
"Once trained, up to 36 bees are loaded into a handheld sensing device."
Article does not say whether the device can shoot the bees, if a criminal is detected and must be incapacitated quickly.
Is this where I come to make a joke about New Beeland? If you don't live in Queenstown you are nothing but a drone.
This is why I tend to avoid LGM.
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