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A few steps forward had Indigo taking in a closer view of the features that held the focus of her indigo blues. The warm human inhale was something that the allurist was feeling in the tips of her own empty fingers. As Indi released the stale air from her cool lungs the sensation it provided inspired an aware smile from her lips. A brief glance to the woman’s ears left Indigo with the conclusion that it was simply not true. Not physically anyways. Vita had far more to her than ears. The woman before her had something else that stood out even more. A fire within was in the early stages. That was exactly what Phineas Knight was committed to nurturing in his life and what the Apiary was created for after his passing.

“Yes.” Her hand absorbed the kiss of the night air flowing through her fingers. “An offer I hope you find impossible to refuse for all the right reasons.” Her pace matched Vita’s while the scent of Adley close by reminded her this was a joint proposition. Her eyes danced to his face then back to the one who had yet to hear of it. “What if you were given the resources and materials you use for your art without cost to you? What if you were permitted unlimited access to workspace year round that is not subject to the elements or restrictions of private property? A place you were safe and not held back by opinion, time or space.” She paused her words only long enough to glance again at Adley to support the fact that it was a joint offer on all levels. “You would be in the company of a colony of up and coming artists thriving in a diverse creative environment representing all forms. You have talent. We want to share a place with you that can nurture that when you freely choose to access it. It is whatever you want to make of it. Your art would remain under your control. If you choose to exhibit or commercial or private sale that is all yours. There is no under cost, dues or sharing of your rights to your art.”

Indigo wasn’t feeling pressed to sell what Phineas created. It would speak for itself if Vita felt it was worth the effort it would require her to stop in and check out. Many have found exactly what her uncle intended in providing to the community he chose to call home. It is what he wanted and what Harper Rock needed.

“We can show you what we are talking about. You can see it for yourself.” Her head tilted just enough that the flow of golden curls found their way briefly in her face until she tucked the strands back where they were expected to stay. “It is entirely up to you, Vita.”

“Not like you do.”

Indigo’s tone was truthful, gentle as she admitted the fact that she had less than a pinky’s worth of Phineas Knight’s talent. Her eyes stuck to Vita and hoped the woman would get some sort of her uncle’s vibe that it was all good. What was being offered was there and it wouldn’t have any conditions other than Vita take it for all it was worth and fly with it. Maybe a wall to wall exterior mural expressing the diversity of talent within the Apiary walls would be her one request of the street artist. And that was an afterthought thanks to Adley’s inspiring suggestion. It was then that the man who left the legacy of hope for the future came to be the focal point. She smiled at the progress that was evident in the conversation. The woman wanted to see what Adley had to offer for what could be possible if she accepted.

“Of course you can see that and everything else in one place. The Apiary over in Westwall.” She finally looked to Adley and shrugged her shoulders as her hands found her pockets with a gradual slide into the cotton available to hold each one snuggly. “Adley you have any plans that can’t wait? Show her what you got?”

Indigo had no doubts that Adley’s talent would speak for itself once they arrived there. It was what made the hive bursting with energy. The diversity of its sources came together and made it so much more than one brush or stroke. More profound than one medium or vision could take credit for. It had a hive heart and soul fueling it that couldn’t be found anywhere else.

“And this is why what we have to offer could bring your talent to a whole new platform and exposure. Appreciation will flourish from that as well.”

The steps she took were keeping her even with the two she continued to walk with. Westwall surrounded them and the prospect of finding the talent they sought out was having her take into account aspects of the city that she perhaps had not entirely appreciated before. Awareness came in many forms and at unexpected moments. This was one of them for Indigo Knight. She listened while the two discussed influences of light. Her thoughts spun with the information shared and she learned. And while she did this she found so many places in passing that transformed into a multilevel canvas. The exterior wall of the closed car dealership. It appeared far more plain that it had before. The whitewash needed something breathed into the construction brick beneath. A delivery van crossing the intersection in the distance came to her attention beneath the glow of the city street light. It too was lacking and again it was something that stood out to her more than it ever had before. The power of creativity and talent should not be constrained. She looked to the young woman and smiled. Not Vita’s.

“Once we get inside take your time and explore. Nothing is off limits. Anyone currently inside is more than happy to discuss their projects they are working on.” Indigo reached for the front doors just a step ahead of the two and pulled the right one open. Stepping to the side she waited for them to pass through. The scent of all types of mediums of art rolled over her as she stood and waited. “Sometimes looking around first is the best thing to do. If you have any questions along the way feel free to ask.” Indigo glanced up at the exterior of the building looming over them. It was a canvas in need of an artist. Not just any artist would do. The 'one' it had been waiting for had finally been found. Her indigo blues washed over Vita and fixed only for the time it took to make the connection the look intended. “As for the building, well, she is yours to dress if you are up for it.”

”Art changes,” Adley said. ”It evolves, like everything else. Like opinions on politics and sexuality. Art has to evolve to reflect the world that inspires it. In that way, I think that what you and I do is more art that any copycat traditional artists tries to produce,” he said. They’d reached Apiary, the bricks and mortar welcoming him like a home welcomes its occupants. It was home, as much as the Hive.

Indigo suggested that Vita take a look around, to make herself as at home at the Apiary as they did. She also offered the front of the building as a canvas, to which Adley grinned. It would look so damned ******* good with Vita’s art sprawled across it. There’d be no question about what kind of place they ran, what kind of place Indigo had built.

”The photography studio is to the left,” he said, gesturing to the door that led through to his specific work space. Plenty of his photos were pinned to the walls, some in frames and some not. Some were ready to be sold—he was considering, even, whether he should try to do an open gallery show. Showcase his work. Make some money that way. Or even approach some of the more independent shops in the city, the quirky and grungy hole-in-the-wall cafes or bookshops. They might be open to selling some artwork, too.

As soon as they’d given Vita permission to roam, Adley slid in to Indigo’s side, his arm around her waist. It was a moment of pride, as if they’d brought a stray home for good. Though it wasn’t set in stone yet. Vita might not like the space at all, or want anything to do with it. So they would have to wait and see.

Photography looks a bit like this