Butterflies always seem to tread the line between reality and magic… they sort of belong with dragons somehow.. I did a piece a while ago of a machine drawn along by butterflies and I suppose this is some extension of it. I have been also reading a book where a girl kept a fly as a pet so that also might have acted as a bit of inspiration. Whatever the source I do love the idea that we could sort of domesticate these wonderful creatures…. And yet I also don’t want them to be “captured” as part of their magic comes from their seemingly aimless freedom.