Renée French is a real treasure. Her books are a combination of sweet and creepy, some titles meant for older readers like The Ticking, others more squarely at children like The Soap Lady. She has a soft, gentle art that feels at times like if I blow on the page it will just float away.

Her compilation of short stories, Marbles in My Underpants, is out of print and fetches really high prices on the secondhand market, but I can’t bear to part with my copy. It’s such a great combination of amusing and strange and bizarre that I don’t think I’d ever be able to find again.

This cute little drawing from French at MoCCA just makes me smile. There’s something about a faceless stuffed toy walking around with a glass of wine that just seems right.