Tommaso always keeps a drawing in his pocket. But one day a line from the drawing goes missing.
I must admit that this whimsical beginning was all that was needed to capture my attention. Well, that and the tangerine orange page. I adore orange.
In Matteo Pericoli's Tommaso and the Missing Line, Tommaso searches for his missing line throughout his Italian city (I'm not very familiar with Italy, it may be that it is a specific city that I don't recognize.). He meets a dog, a mechanic, a cat, a barber and a cafe proprietor. They have all seen lines, but none has seen his line. Finally he decides he must take a trip to the country where his grandma shows him how to find the line. I can't tell you where it is, I don't want to spoil the charming surprise. And don't blame me if you end up feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.
Pericoli's black and white ink drawings are simply addictive and the accents of orange carry you along with Tommaso's quest.
Big Kid says: Can I draw now?