In this pyramidal composition, the contorted bodies and screaming mouths are modelled by shadowy grey washes and white gouache highlights, while a mass of entangled lines in pencil or red ink confer a frenetic, bloodthirsty aspect on the scene. The turbulent, poignant nature of this image is heightened by the dark expression on the face of Ugolino,who, as his sons cling to his side, seeks to stifle a scream of terror with his left hand or to cover his ravenous mouth. Avery early passion for drawing, when he was barely nine, is what seems to have distinguished and set the young Auguste apart from his modest, hard-working family. A grocer from whom my mother used to buy wrapped his prunes in paper bags made out of the pages of illustrated books, even ones with engravings. I used to copy them.