1989, fifth year
We scoffed up Ferda, the rabbit
with cream
he didn´t even squeal
a prosaic end of the innocent
flashed through the windowpane
we scoffed up Ferda, the rabbit
with cream
he´s been lying in my stomach
for twenty years
it is my turn now
/Magda Starkova/
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My friend Magda asked me whether I could do some illustrations for her upcoming poetry release sometime this spring in Czech Republic. In the process I realized that I'm bad, very bad at illustrating vague metaphors, so I settled with painting a rabbit. At some point Magda jokingly typed over Skype that she's planning to dedicate the whole thing to Ferda the rabbit, who was her childhood pet and was, truly, eaten in cream sauce, cooked by her grandmother (Not kidding. Magda's family has serious vileness issues in her father's side of the family).
Currently I'm waiting for Magda's opinion on this sketch. What after that? No idea for now.
The original Ferda, as I heard, had reddish fur. Magda had asked for monochrome illustrations.
In the end I saw this as a practice for trying to make something look interesting while using a single colour (95% Payne's grey, inside of the left ear coloured with diluted black - I won't be able to name the exact tone).
And Magda says she loves it! :-)
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