Paper, ink, 1992, 25 х 37 cm

My dear rat Roma died on July 12, he honestly waited till the end of my birthday party which traditionally took several days, and passed away once last guests left. During his short life he visited Karelia and Crimea, accompanied me in all my travels throughout Ukraine, Lithuania, Latvia and Estonia. A lot of stories could be told about him. He was buried on the leave of burdock, beautiful butterflies were flying around and it seemed that they sang hymns.