Stepping into Gold Bug is like walking through a time machine and being transported back into the Victorian era. One half expects to bump into Sherlock Holmes or Charles Darwin here, jostling for a place beside you, the better to examine the shadow boxes filled with butterflies, the cast concrete babies, the fine gold and silver bugs strung on leather cords or the display of tiny china hands. This is not a store for the faint of heart.
The squeamish will be startled by the taxidermied animals and find the skeletons of birds and fish disturbing. But, if like us, you've got a good sense of humour and a sensibility that fuses punk rock with Victoriana, the slightly decrepit with the distinctly modern, and finds old anatomical drawings and coasters inlaid with spiders webs more fascinating than gross, Gold Bug is your store. From tableware to candles, shadowboxes to jewelry, there's nothing plain Jane about the objects here. They're conversation starters...and stoppers.
[photos by Laure Joliet]