This is a bit reminiscent of a sonogram and makes me think of the first time I felt my baby move - it was like a tiny butterfly fluttering its wings. Beautiful image.
The Butterfly Effect is when you wave your cellphone on one side of the world, and way over on the other side of the globe it extracts a whole delicious paragraph from DPC's Goddess of Wit, Pith & Insight: tnun. Timothy, thank you.
Why am I so drawn to this, this little white moth on a dark blurry background? Yet not indiscriminately blurry, but suggestive: moonlight coming from behind two lines of trees that converge, either at the end of a lake or, illusorily, at the turn of a wide river, moonlight shining hither and yon on a river or lake. It is even more absurd, this moth or butterfly, just slightly brighter, slightly clearer than the moonlight, and nearly smack dab in the middle of a black and brown and blah lighted obscurity. You can even see the patterns on its wings. Why? Whom will it attract or deflect in all this murk? And yet this pull. Dark times. Real muck(that brown). A glimmer, an articulated glimmer only just implied. In the end this is deeply personal, the few times when, unsought and in greater or lesser murk I have received a glimmer, a sense of reordering(the organic geometry of patterns, like the music of Bach), a sense of sense in the murk. There is nothing superfluous in this composition, nothing lacking.
Caught in the light for a moment this butterfly(moth) rejects any connection to metamorphosis but instead becomes the essence of a fragile fleeting existence. A beautiful creature already fading (I'm glad it's not in perfect focus) which will disappear forever into the blackness as soon as it moves out of the light.
have been looking at this image trying to understand it for a number of minutes. i see worlds and continents and i don't understand it, but it intrigues me. well done
Dream or nightmare or elements of both - the image evokes a sense of unreality in which core feelings and ideas anchor us more than subject and object in ordinary worlds. Element of flight, subtly light, contrast objectively and conceptually with the darker elements. High art. High score.