My years of relating to flowers opened my eyes even more to nature’s other wondrous expressions. Shells and butterflies are miracles in so many ways. As I photographed the butterflies, it was not unusual for me to cry out, “Oh my God!” as I looked closely at them. And who knew that their wings are so gorgeous on both sides? How could such dazzling flying creatures evolve from a caterpillar? It is no wonder they have become a symbol for transformation.
I truly wish that Louis Kahn, the renowned architect for whom I photographed, was alive so that I could hear his observations of these remarkable structures, born of the creatures who inhabit them. He was most concerned for the inhabitants of his buildings, even though the beauty of their exteriors was equally expressed. The phrase, ‘form follows function’, certainly applied. However magnificent his buildings were, I’m sure he would have agreed with me that nothing man-made could have equaled the magnificently jeweled structures, colors, and shapes of the domiciles called seashells. Architectural and sculptural metaphors certainly apply. Frank Lloyd Wright walked into a seashell, looked up, and the genesis of New York’s Guggenheim Museum was formed.