The greenhouse is the perfect union of the natural and the built world, rarely can a structure be as cohesive yet so dichotomous. In these oft forced pairings we're frequently presented with lukewarm, half-assed representations of the whole, where their sum is far less than their parts.


The intimate world is best presented void and isolated without distraction. Some forgotten, some neglected and some painfully crowded, each share moments of intrigue. Selfies aside, this is the purest portrayal of the intimate world.