He sent a large print of an original work created with Little, Big in mind, portraying the freshly miniaturized Mrs. Underhill, Lilac, and the Stork they rode swooping around Sophie's bedroom. It was delicate and haunting and arrestingly vivid, full of vitality even as it portrayed a weird listlessness in all of the figures, a pervasive ennui; I found it filled with a despair wholly absent from the paragraphs it sought to portray.

I would like to have seen that. He has illustrated several projects of Caitlín's; I love his work and covet its investigation of her words.