Feeling Nihilistic With Dead Mouse Hamlet in San Francisco, CA
In the retail world, Paxton Gate is, shall we say, unique. Surrounded by odd treasures of the creepiest caliber, you imagine you’ve stepped into Darwin's parlor room... if Darwin had gone batty from arsenic overexposure. A stuffed "unicorn," creatures floating in formaldehyde, owl pellets, bone jewelry, and Venus Flytraps are just what you’d expect to see for sale in a city known to have its fair share of bizarre subculture predilections. But Paxton Gate isn’t in it for the sake of weirdness itself. They’re selling artful, beautiful, even wondrous things. Consider rogue taxidermy artist Jeanie M's “mouse-adermy” creations: Punk Mouse, Angel Mouse, and Pope Mouse are local favorites. Briefly clever as they seem, they have a way of sticking with you long after the first titter. In the case of Hamlet Mouse, there’s something downright nihilistic about so small a creature agonizing over destiny that you have to wonder what’s more macabre: Taxidermy? Or life itself?

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