

My Russian mother enchanted my childhood life with the most wonderful children's literature of her home country. The lengthy stories were often in perfect rhyme, with eloquent and ornate words, accompanied by saturated masterpiece illustrations. Russian art is always colorful in the extreme, yet always far from vulgar.
The story I remember most vividly and nostalgically and magically of them all, involved honorable and handsome circus performers, a doll, though perhaps a tiny princess, and three ruling and gluttonous fat men. To supplement the vibrant story, were even more fantastically excessive and aesthetic illustrations winning the number one spot in my heart.
I rediscovered this 1924 tome not long ago amongst my childhood belongings, and am attempting to read it's difficult for me Russian, which may very well take me a year. Meanwhile the illustrations are there to delight me, or perhaps my mother will read it to me when she visits. This book has been translated into English as well, and titled The Three Fat Men, by Yury Olesha, though I doubt it can ever be the same.