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Lullaby for pupas

Single flour beetle pupa on light background

The metamorphosis…

is a magnificent transformation and an impressive miracle. For even the seemingly motionless dolls are in the midst of a silent tour de force, an invisible construction site of life.

Macro image of several flour beetle pupae lined up next to each other
Doll

Incredible changes take place on the way from egg to adult insect. Several weeks pass before the mealworm turns into a nymph or pupa, from which the mealworm then hatches. The last major changes take place inside the almost immobile nymph or pupa. Nothing seems to happen. But soon a beetle hatches from the pupa, which outwardly has nothing to do with the mealworm it once was.

Only patience

What goes on inside the dolls takes time. Strength lies in calm. But sometimes even a flour beetle nymph seems to be plagued by impatience.

Oh, how they lie there constricted in their doll’s shell. Their little legs as if tied up. Looking at them, I could sense their impatience. That’s why I hummed them a lullaby. It worked! You don’t believe me? Then watch my proof video on YouTube. Don’t forget to turn on the sound!

Have fun with the youtube video Lullaby for the dolls

A movie between science, tenderness and a pinch of absurdity.

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