The Master and Margarita

Mikhail Bulgakov took more than a decade to write this satire lampooning bureaucratic Soviet Moscow. My picture is of a character called Behemoth - a six-foot, talking, martini-drinking tomcat in a top hat who belongs to a gentleman magician called Woland AKA - Satan. I drew him on a plane and just as I was finishing, my silver pen exploaded and almost drowned the page. I had to scoot it around the edge of his face and made it moon light.











    Various (explaoding) pens. 

“Ivan concentrated his attention on the cat and saw how the strange animal walked up to the platform of an ' A ' tram waiting at a stop, cheekily pushed off a screaming woman, grasped the handrail and offered the conductress a ten-kopeck piece. Ivan was so amazed by the cat's behavior that he was frozen into immobility beside a street corner grocery. He was struck with even greater amazement as he watched the reaction of the conductress. Seeing the cat board her tram, she yelled, shaking with anger: 'No cats allowed! I'm not moving with a cat on board! Go on--shoo! Get off, or I'll call the police! 'Both conductress and passengers seemed completely oblivious of the most extraordinary thing of all: not that a cat had boarded a tramcar--that was after all possible--but the fact that the animal was offering to pay its fare!” Mikhail Bulgakov.