charcoal on paper, 17" x 11"
The hermit crab is coming out of its shell; the butterfly out of its box is similar, I suppose. It is funny that it isn't a cocoon. Naturally it would be a cocoon, so a box might be a constraint imposed by a human(s), also different from the traditional butterfly net. The butterflies don't seem like stunning, tranquil wonders, but are full of fractured motion. There is a sense of struggle to keep the wings beating rather than a graceful flutter. The release was hard-won.
