. . . celebrates the life and work of writer and cartoonist Edward Gorey. Gorey actually died in 2000, but would have been 88 today had he lived. Wikipedia has a nice biography.
Although I grew up largely ignorant of his books for kids—most of which appeared when I was already half grown—I noted the huge outpouring of grief when he died, and concluded that he was much beloved by denizens of the internet. Those obviously include the folks at Google.
As well as his own picture story books, the Chicago-born artist illustrated works by authors including Samuel Beckett, TS Eliot, Edward Lear and Muriel Spark, as well as drawing new pictures for Aesop’s fables and the Brer Rabbit stories.
Gorey was an eccentric. In the 25 years between 1957 and 1982 he did not miss a performance by the New York City Ballet, attending in an outfit consisting of an enormous fur coat and white tennis shoes.
I’d be curious to know what influence he had on the readers here, or if they followed his books.
One thing I do know, though—the man liked cats: