Letters from Home.
Drawn stories.
Drawn stories.
Initially these were letters to my daughter but then they evolved into this book. This is the story of our partings.
When mom arrived, Zazi purred for her 129 times without getting up from the fridge.
Mochnatytch was washing his feet on Varya's unresolved dispersion test.
When a plumber was repairing the tap in the kitchen,
open-mouthed Mochnatytch was listening to reasoning about politics, weather, and experiments on human,
while Zazi didn't move her ear ones.
while Zazi didn't move her ear ones.
