Closely associated with The Wide Prospect, which features my wife's work:
And incorporating The Thoreau You Don't Know.
And then there is "My American Revolution," my latest book.
A lot has been written on Maurice Sendak lately – and drawn. Here is illustrator, graphic designer and author Christoph Niemann’s illustrated remembrance from the New York Times Magazine. In “Wider than the Sky,” Sendak was quoted, in 2006, as saying that his “gods” were Herman Melville, Mozart and Emily Dickinson:
I believe in them with all my heart. I have a little, tiny Emily Dickinson book that I carry in my pocket everywhere. She is so strong. She is such a sexy, passionate woman. And when I am anxious, or worried about something, I read her words and I feel at peace.
Here is an Emily Dickinson poem:
‘Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ‘Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
‘Twas such a greedy, greedy wave That licked it from the Coast— Nor ever guessed the stately sails My little craft was lost!
The natural world may be conceived as a system of concentric circles, and we now and then detect in nature slight dislocations which apprise us that this surface on which we now stand is not fixed, but sliding.
Did you know that numerous astronauts have hailed from in and around the Watchung Mountains, especially in and near Montclair, New Jersey? Meanwhile, here is an astronaut talking about a light festival while in space. Wassail, alright!