21 March 11
- The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov
I recently finished reading The Master and Margarita. It's my mum's favourite book, so she had been nagging me to read it for ages. This was actually my second attempt, because the first time I tried it in Russian and around the Pontius Pilate bit I literally had no idea what was going on. Second time - in english - is the charm though, because I loved it. Thanks to the magic of the kindle I saved the above description of Margarita and her alarming yellow flowers, which I believe to be Mimosas.
I can't stop thinking about this book. I might try drawing the cat next, there's this great description of Behemoth sprawled on top of an ottoman with a glass of vodka in his paw...