Papilio

Musca

Splendour & Glory

Insects. Buzzing through the air. Running across table and walls. Lying between window panes. Lifeless in corners. Covered in dust. Often incomplete. Fragile. Portrayed on stage, illuminated, aglow with idiosyncrasy and grace, resplendence and magnificence, seemingly mother-of-pearl, velvet and silk – in the end, dust.