Rory Scovel
New York, NY
roryscovel.com
The dew frosted landscape becomes home to the newly born butterfly, shedding its caterpillar cave for freedom of flight. Exploring the world, each flap of the wing gives birth to a small wind that will build over time. It will cross the oceans, the lands. It will touch the faces of many. It will bring hope and joy and a huge fucking storm. Watch out.