It seems I’m surrounded by symbols of transformation, in dreams and at my front door.
I found a dead female Promethea Silk Moth on my front doorstep last year. I kept it because it was beautiful. I knew at some point the time would come to paint it. This week, that time came.
The name struck me. It is derived from the Greek titan Prometheus, who defied the powerful god Zeus by stealing fire and bringing it to mortals.