It was difficult to use both the spaceman and the space-station, which were missing fragments cropped off in the original page, but it helped to make a play of myself being sent spinning by the girl flailing her bag. I see now it's amusingly as if non-gravity came down to Earth around me. In the background is a landscape of Smolensk, from a Gagarin biography, with its original caption which says something like: "..it's inhabitants were to find that its ramparts were no better a defence than the stout hearts of its defenders.."

It was bought some years ago by an artist whose work I admire very much, John Kindness.


Courtesy of John Kindness.