A close-up of Ruth and the moleman on the center landing of the stairs, his paddle of a forepaw is reaching out to her; a long claw is about to touch her face. Her small hand is reaching out to him, too—her hand is about to stroke the velvety fur on the moleman’s chest.
“ ‘It’s me—I’m home!’ Ruthie’s daddy cried. ‘I got two flavors!’
Text from John Irving
An illustration from workshop with Julia Sarda in Seville, Spain.
Initial sketches
