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September 22, 2005
growing up
almost exploded in a fit of childish blubbering and uncontrollable nostalgia today in a bookstore, stumbling across a bunch of titles by the incredible Eric Carle. only a nearby six-year-old forced me to maintain my composure.
remember this?
and this?
i do. so, so, so fondly! i had to stop myself from losing it, because a Very Grouchy Ladybug-like friend and i had had snarky words recently; in actuality, she is a Very Hungry Caterpillar and i, as ever, am a Mixed-Up Chameleon, and we're both so caught up in our own arcs that it's hard to see antennae to antennae at the moment...
how come i could nut this stuff out when i was five, but now it just kills me?
Posted by reuben at September 22, 2005 12:28 AM
Comments
are you talking about me? have we been snarky? i'm already bored and it's only been 40 minutes.
btw this is the book that george bush professed to have read and loved as a child - although it was published when he was in university....
Posted by: nada at September 22, 2005 9:21 AM
not you, m'dear, but you are a mostly a Very Hungry Caterpillar. Only occasionally a Very Grouchy Ladybug. hmmm, a preponderence of Very Hungry Caterpillars ...
and as for dubya? well, fuck him, fuck him right in the ear! he don't deserve carle's impassioned but gentle beauty. no sendak or dahl or mayer or, or ... hnngggh, anything beautiful or good for that racist, backward, moronic, criminal fuck.
he can have some oil exec read him the large-print junior edition of the da vinci fucking code. it's all the litritcha that small, small man deserves. cunt.
Posted by: ruby at September 22, 2005 12:59 PM
man, that caterpillar was hungry.
damn.
Posted by: marty at September 22, 2005 9:20 PM
yeah. and that chameleon was Mixed Up... forgot who he was and couldn't do what came naturally any more. fool.
he just don't know *what* to do anymore.
Posted by: ruby at September 22, 2005 10:07 PM
OH! the memories! - they just slapped me sideways.
Posted by: Ladycracker at September 23, 2005 2:57 PM
Hey Ruby D
That is fully bizarre indeed. (re: my same trip down childbook lane).
I love Eric Carle. I came across all of his stuff whilst researching him (in an attempt not to recreate his style in a book we're doing - "Caterpillar Toothpaste"!)... Anyway, what a guy!
What a contribution to the minds of the children. His aesthetic sits there in our deepest sub conscious reminding us that things can be beautiful and magical.
Posted by: Natty at October 4, 2005 6:36 PM
Eric Carle had a twisted, mind!
Posted by: ze bent one at October 12, 2005 12:15 AM
hey ruby
come round for dinner one night soon. you can read the tiny man his bedtime story from the eric carle section of his bookcase.
xxx fluff
Posted by: fluffy at November 1, 2005 9:06 PM