Henri Pourrat’s La Rate Blanche is the tale of how one white female rat uses the process of finding her perfect prince to regain control of the image she sees of herself – that of a human princess. She didn’t come into this world as a human, she was born a rat, but because The King and his Queen loved The White Rat dearly, they made her human. The moral of the story is that we cannot change the nature of things. In this instance, a rat is a rat no matter what form she takes. This search for Self is one I’ve been working through most of my life. It comes in many guises and is worked out (often unexpectedly) through situations I could never have imagined. These inner workings are subtle, sometimes pre-verbal concepts which have to be worked through manually; a process akin to that of crafting. The meaning and significance of physical appearance is often a quiet discourse which needs much more introducing than outsiders to the culture on view might not be aware of. We share a great deal of our identity on the exterior. True or not, I can’t say, but I believe we do. To illustrate these inner workings, I’ve created some of the characters from La Rate Blanche as self-portraits. In addition to this process, I’ve analysed La Rate Blanche based on Marie-Louise van Franz’s Jungian method of analysing fairytales drawn from autobiographically significant points from my own tale.