Where the Wild Things Are

I love how Sendak’s style is consistent throughout his work. You can see how the characters all kind of have similar eyes and bodies, yet they’re all vastly different. I’m so impressed with his ink work. I wonder if he took time and drew out all the lines or if he sketched really quick and just let the ink do whatever it wanted. And it’s not just Sendak’s work that’s great, it’s the stories he can tell. Where the Wild Things Are was a favorite of mine growing up and still is. I was always so scared the monsters would eat Max at the end of the book and yet I wished I could be as fearless as Max, traveling into the jungle, living with the beasts. It’s such a heart-warming story because we all know what it feels like as a kid to just want to do our own thing, but then we grow up and we wish we could go back home. I definitely feel that way. When you can still relate to a child’s story after you've grown up it makes me think that maybe it’s not just a child’s story, maybe it’s something much bigger than that.

This is something that people from all over the world can relate to and not need to look too deeply into to understand. It’s for all times and all cultures. All ages all religions. It’s not trying to throw anything in anyone’s face; Sendak is just trying to tell the story of a wild little boy who got sent to his room. So simple yet so completely relatable. 

This picture scared me so bad as a kid