A fourteen year-old girl on lunch break from the Baarns Lyceum crosses the street with her French teacher to the home of his artist friend, a man named Escher. The three walk together in the woods as if it were a library of color and form. The outline of a hare appears in the space between the leaves reflected in a puddle on the path.

Escher, "I am always wandering around in enigmas. I don't grow up."

He also said that all could be reduced into a grid. When you see the grid you can see how things fit together. Then all you have to do is fit them together on paper with your pen.

Or in a quilt. A cow and a hare sewn by that girl, Rozemaryn van der Horst, six decades later. She insists it was only five.