Monday, June 24, 2013


Yesterday I learned that taking photos of butterflies is like going fishing: You have to be patient. There is no other way to do it.

I went to the Butterfly House in Dallas and was immediately enchanted. When I entered the space I felt surrounded by peace. But interestingly, the longer I stayed, waited and observed, I noticed that with the silence of the butterflies, there was also an eerie feeling of chaos because there was so much movement. Butterflies rarely rest, it seemed to me. Which is why my job there was to wait, poised and ready.

I loved it, every moment.

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