"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time."
“And he sailed off through night and day… to where the wild things are.”
~ Maurice Sendak, Where The Wild Things Are, 1963
I don’t usually cover obits, but it seems a shame to ignore the author and illustrator of one of my favourite books as a young child. Where The Wild Things Are is a story I remember dearly; as an adult, I marvel at the way Sendak is able to build a child’s world just as fantastical and imaginative as the wildest child could envision it, and a tale so simple and endearing it is loved the world over. Oddly, I hated the monsters of Sesame Street as a child, but I enjoyed Sendak’s savage creatures and his brave Max, who was a bit of a savage himself.
Rest in peace, king of the Wild Things.
“There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.” ~ Maurice Sendak, 2011