Some of it I knew before going to the museum. What I didn t know then is that he was even more fascinated with butterflies than I was. That museum right away turned into my favourite place in the world, as it had Nabokov s butterfly collection. Blue and green, small and huge, with enchanting patterns braiding their wings, and plain little night moths with furry bodies, those butterflies kidnapped my imagination and mom had hard times getting me out of there. The summer came, and once I made it to the summerhouse, I decided that I was going to create my own collection. I wasn t sure where one would get those big gorgeous blue-winged butterflies, but I figured that I could start with what was flying around.