By Gita Wolf and Joëlle Jolivet

"When I came back from the hospital, I just drew a self-portrait… maybe to make sure that I was still alive? I think I drew one portrait every morning. It was very spontaneous, connected with the feeling of the day." This fantastic book was never thought of as a book, to begin with. It came together—literally—by accident....

By Anushka Ravishankar

I did not discover nonsense so much as recognise it with a shout of joy when I was almost twenty years old. What a waste of two decades! Of course, I had read nonsense as a child. I’d read the wickedly funny poems in the Alice books by Lewis Carroll and I knew some of Edward Lear’s gently silly poems and limericks. But I had no idea that nonsense was a respected literary genre. (Well, sort of respected.)...