I’ve often been sorry to see a night end, even while I have loved seeing the dawn come. Trees sound different at night, and they smell different, too.
– Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
We were imagining a space for those who are so devoted to a particular thing that they are driven to taxonomy - name it, draw it, celebrate every instance. It is a way of understanding your world, obsessive study; a way to organize your mind and your days. Understanding becomes a practice. This place is for collectors, devotees, and students.
So, for Bar Agricole - immersive color, warmth, and shadows. It’s when you dive under to escape a breaking wave, the ocean’s roar becomes a purr, and everything is calmer below the surface.