During each of a few consecutive summers, I spent two weeks following a certain caterpillar, placing markers where I last saw him in the evening, and photographing his night time contortions as he slowly made his journey from egg to adult.
Charlie experienced near-drowning, predator attacks from spiders and wasps, drought where his skin shriveled, and a seemingly endless quest for a suitable place in which to magically change.
Through Charlie, I came to see my own journey as one of transform.
Rcn Media Two weeks with charlie, paperback/gail morton
