Today marks the 85th birth date of the brilliant author/illustrator Maurice Sendak (who, unfortunately, passed away last spring). 'Where the Wild Things Are' was my ultimate favourite book as a tot and quite honestly remains so today.
“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 I can’t 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.”
(Plus, I'm diggin' Google's little front page tribute to Mr. Sendak).
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