Tuesday, May 8, 2012
And he sailed back over a year, in and out of weeks, and through a day
"I have been doodling with ink and watercolor on paper all my life. It's my way of stirring up my imagination to see what i find hidden in my head." - Maurice Sendak
"And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all."
"Art has always been my salvation. And my gods are Herman Melville, Emily Dickinson, Mozart. I believe in them with all my heart. And When Mozart is playing in my room, I am in conjunction with something that i cannot explain... I don't need to. I know that if there's a purpose for life, it was for me to hear Mozart. Or if i walk in the woods and I see an animal, the purpose of my life was to see that animal. I can recollect it, i can notice it. I'm here to take note of. And that is beyond my ego, beyond anything that belongs to me, an observer, an observer.
Thank you, for everything, Mr. Sendak.
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Amen to that, brother. I raised my daughters on a steady diet of Little Bear books, which have now been co-opted into a terrible animated series. Stripped of all its charm. There's a fantastic documentary floating around out there about Sendak. I think I saw it on PBS. It's worth seeking out.
Ooooh he was a brilliant, awesome man. So missed. Thank you, Mr. Sendak, and RIP.
Aw. Sad. The man who gave me my sons name. Quite a fascinating guy he was. Love his early stuff, too.
I forgot he wrote the Little Bear books. I loved those. Just seeing the pictures brings back a wave of nostalgia like nothing else can.
Mozart, love his stuff.
Requiem
Clarinet Concerto
Clarinet Quintet
Pure joy.
I have my son's copy of Where the Wild Things Are (from 35 years ago or so) sitting on my living room bookcase. i enjoyed his stories and illustrations so much. sad he is gone.
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