Beauty in minutia, immortality in the ephemeral. From the healing honey-elixir of bees, to the dual nature of abundance and destruction encapsulated by the humble body of a locust; from the eternal Soul embodied by a moth, to the glory of rebirth in a scarab: insects bear our mythology and lore. Living ephemera, they are imbued with divinity so that their fleeting existence encompasses something far beyond what their physical size and mortal span might suggest. Immortal Ephemera examines the fugitive and diminutive, and follows where their imprints leads.