Capturing bits and pieces of this wonderful digital ephemeral stream
I was working on something else and then this idea came out of the blue.
9 years ago I was in another country becoming a father for the first time on Mother's Day. It was a day filled with a glorious cacophony of overwhelming happiness and tremendous joy, love, wonder, dreams coming true and the sudden burden of responsibility.
Happy Mother's Day. It's a day not to be trifled with.
I had mentioned the site Terrible Yellow Eyes back in 2009. It's a collection of works inspired by the beloved classic "Where the Wild Things Are." With the passing of Maurice Sendak today, I thought it would be appropriate to mention again.
I had bought "Where the Wild Things Are" for my daughters, and put it high on the shelf, waiting for when they were older. They saw it once, and demanded I take it down. I relented, but not withought apprehension. I was worried that the monsters would scare them and give them nightmares. But they loved it, and it became a favorite book.
"Oh, yes. We're animals. We're violent. We're criminal. We're not so far away from the gorillas and the apes, those beautiful creatures. So, of course. And then, we're supposed to be civilized. We're supposed to go to work every day. We're supposed to be nice to our friends and send Christmas cards to our parents.
We're supposed to do all these things which trouble us deeply because it's so against what we naturally would want to do. And if I've done anything, I've had kids express themselves as they are, impolitely, lovingly... they don't mean any harm. They just don't know what the right way is.
And as it turns out sometimes the so-called "right way" is utterly the wrong way. What a monstrous confusion."
From the PBS interview with Maurice Sendak.
