I'm not one to speak out loud when I'm alone, but with the news of Maurice Sendak's death today, I did. I said "no" and tears welled up in my eyes.
I started a new project yesterday. new method. brush ink, cut out the good bits, collage. I kept ending up with little monsters. I thought of Maurice Sendak and smiled and forged ahead.
I dedicate yesterday's monsters and today's tiny airplanes to him.