"I bought a copy of the South American Handbook in France
en route to Buenos Aires. I could never have imagined, however, that these pages
with their information on Argentina would eventually function as the background
to my own pictures. Once I started, I couldn't stop until most of the pages were
covered by drawn and colored images and by scribbled sentences and signs.
"I took the little red book with me wherever I went. No one
could possibly have suspected that I related to it as my diary. During the day, I
would sketch houses, and toward the evening, figures from the carnival
celebrating Argentina's 150th anniversary of Independence. In the small hours of
night, however, I depicted Eichmann, Nazis, personal memoirs, and members of my
own family, as well as local people I encountered during my stay in Argentina. For
four whole months, I filled the book with my colored drawings, continually
revising.

"Fear"
"Portrait of Eichmann"
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"Upon returning to Israel, I hid it in a closet in my mother's
house. Following her death seventeen years later, I recovered it just as I had
left it. Now I saw how each picture told a story and how every snatch of
sentence in color hinted at the event it described.
"Today, after almost 40 years, the book still affects me, as
if I had made these drawings only yesterday."
