Carried on the wings of the flying elephants.

—Gregory Colbert

Listening to the footsteps of the flying elephants.—Gregory Colbert

Listening to the footsteps of the flying elephants.

—Gregory Colbert

Tomorrow is a full moon in Thailand and I am filming with the elephants.

May the skies be filled with flying elephants.

—GC

In the beginning of time, the skies were filled with flying elephants. Too heavy for their wings, they sometimes crashed through the trees and frightened other animals.

 

All the flying grey elephants migrated to the source of the Ganges. They agreed to renounce their wings and settle on the earth. When they molted millions of wings fell to the earth, the snow covered them, and they Himalayas were born.

 

The blue elephants landed in the sea and their wings became fins. They are whales, the trunkless elephants of the oceans. Their cousins are the manatees, the trunkless elephants of the rivers.

 

The chameleon elephants kept their wings but agreed never again to land on the earth. When they go to sleep, the elephants always lie down in the same place in the sky and dream with one eye open.