Fly High Butterfly

What is a butterfly, if not a tiny and beautiful yet incredible delicate creature? It’s easy to crush a butterfly but very hard not to be dazzled by its beauty. I often feel like a butterfly, spreading glitter and being aware of my own vulnerability.
I want to sing the Die Antwoord song about the butterfly, asking for protection that I never had in my life. But then I think about the butterfly effect and how the most diminutive creature can influence significant events, get up, spread my wings again and fly.

A kid recently asked me if butterflies are angels. This question pops up in my mind and brings a smile to my face. I don’t know, child, maybe yes, maybe not, or perhaps strange angels. How shall I know when I am still busy to find out how far and how high I can fly?

Don’t look at me like I know less than you do! I don’t believe that you know those things about yourself because it’s impossible you’ve been the furthest you can go, seen the highest your eyes will spot. And even if: How can you know, not being a fortune-teller who visits every day ahead… So I spread my wings and went again. Hoping that luck will see me too, levitating over a park or dancing with the statues hidden between the trees and shrubberies.

Thank you, Photorhead and Greta Schoop, for making this shoot come true, inspired by the Egyptian goddess Isis and David LaChapelle. It was a magical day full of glitter and without feeling vulnerable in the wrong way. I guess the visitors of the beautiful park were a little bit irritated about me and my wings, but this is what we do to bring a piece of our dream world to reality!