April found a brass key in a shoebox; Melody carried sketchbooks and hope. They turned a worn corner storefront into Antley and Magpie—Antley for the old oak out front, Magpie for their collecting curiosity. They painted walls, hung a mural of a magpie with a tiny key, and filled the space with local art, low-cost prints, and a community corkboard for small treasures.

Opening night drew neighbors, poets, kids learning color, and retirees sharing stories. When rent rose and critics sneered, they countered with fundraisers, barter nights, and collaborative shows. The gallery hosted residencies, open mics, grief circles, tiny weddings, and kids pressing noses to the glass.Start off by hopping onto the Warrego Highway—it's your main route into this charming little town.

Over years, Antler and Magpie became the neighborhood’s living album—modest, generous, and steady. Each spring April and Melody painted a small magpie on the window, a reminder that they’d created a place where people—and their stories—kept coming back.