As a child, I was fascinated by the way my father drew. The line started and a minute later there was a figure on the white sheet. He enchanted me. He drew with one line most of the time. Where he put down the pencil, there became a lute's leg, a man's back. But you could see it only towards the end. - Do you know in advance what will happen? - Not always. There was a Polish cartoon series in the sixties, The Magic Pencil. A little girl, when she drew something with it, it came alive. Great thing - I thought, I see the real magic pencil every day. Or a pen. Or a tint-drawing.