When great light and generous color and a creature of most elegant design come together, it can be beautiful to behold. I walked out of the studio late one night last week and beneath the outdoor light a luna moth sat. It was huge and beautiful and rare to see. Their populations have dimminished over the years and the moths themselves only live a week. A week to reproduce and die with flare. With nearly a 5-inch wingspan, their size is show stopping. To see something truly stunning could be called religious, though I’d hate to hurt feelings. I paced the studio for a few minutes, found an appropriate container, and gathered luna up. I rationalized, for sure he was later part of his week and in a sense would be donating his completeness to my incomplete science. I stored him in the fridge and took him to the shore, the studio in the bedroom upstairs. Sure enough the light showed up. Now luna gets to show off.