R.I.P. Maurice Sendak
This just goes to show you that a shitty day can become even shittier. Before, I didn’t even have a reason to be upset, but now it’s come to my attention that Maurice Sendak passed away today at 83 years-old. The openly gay (and openly awesome) author was the genius behind the classic children’s book Where The Wild Things Are.
Sendak’s work and illustrations were a direct influence on me as an artist (something I don’t talk about often on here). Where The Wild Things Are was not only one of my favorite books as a kid, but a story I would revisit time and time again.
I apologize for talking about myself so much in this post. There’s just something about Sendak’s death that feels very personal to me, like I’ve lost a small part of my childhood. Going forward, I can only hope that Sendak is remembered for the legend that he was, is and will continue to be.