The Weight of a Morning Mist
On a gloomy morning in the Mediterranean, beauty doesn't shout—it whispers. This Glanville Fritillary (Melitaea cinxia) is anchored to a stalk of grass, its intricate wings laden with beads of dew. It is a moment of stasis, a forced pause in the frantic life of an insect, waiting for the hidden sun to breathe life back into its sails. Captured with a piece of vintage glass, the image reflects a world where time slows down, and every silver droplet tells a story of survival.













