TWO WAYS TO FLY

I’ve always been fascinated by the different ways we try to fly.

Some things are born with wings. Others are built by us, piece by piece, just to feel what it means to move beyond our limits.

I placed the butterflies beside the Formula 1 car because, although they belong to completely different worlds, they share the same instinct:

to move forward.

One flies with almost no effort.
The other was engineered to chase every fraction of a second.

Different wings. Same desire to fly.