Vladimir Nabokov’s butterfly maps, photos, and delicate, detailed  drawings are precious. In “Speak, Memory” he wrote, “I have hunted butterflies in various climes and disguises; as  a pretty boy in knickerbockers and sailor cap; as a lanky cosmopolitan expatriate in flannel bags and beret; as a fat hatless old man in shorts”.  

What are my obsessions and where will they take me?

(Source: nabokovmuseum.org)