following the untimely death of MCA, a paragon of my adolescence, comes news that Maurice Sendak, a paragon of my childhood, has passed, as well...
Maurice Sendak, children's author, dies at 83
it is strange to watch these important figures of my youth fade before my eyes...
i suppose this means i'm getting older...
but i don't think Mr. Sendak would want me to think that way...
so i shall do my best to remember what it means to be a wild thing...
without the imagination of mr. sendak as my earliest guide, and without a few teachers willing to embrace my pursuit of the creative, i might not be who i am today...
its staggering to be reminded of how much influence one silly, lovely person can have on culture (and the kids) at large...
bring da rumpus!!
R.I.P.
Maurice Sendak, children's author, dies at 83
it is strange to watch these important figures of my youth fade before my eyes...
i suppose this means i'm getting older...
but i don't think Mr. Sendak would want me to think that way...
so i shall do my best to remember what it means to be a wild thing...
without the imagination of mr. sendak as my earliest guide, and without a few teachers willing to embrace my pursuit of the creative, i might not be who i am today...
its staggering to be reminded of how much influence one silly, lovely person can have on culture (and the kids) at large...
bring da rumpus!!
R.I.P.
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