INTO THE AIR
A butterfly was hovering around my window. I thought that without a doubt, its hypnotism and magic lies not only in the beauty of its wings, but also in the confidence and grace with which it displays them. Just like a woman, Blessed Be You, it dresses itself in joy, color, contrasts, shapes and textures.
Thus, this powerful butterfly works passionately during the day pollinating flowers and occasionally lets itself be admired on the leaves. At night, attracted by the lights, it comes out to dance happily, seductively and with a bit of madness.