This is a little story about the
perils of being friends with a great artist.
5 March 1992 Good rushed talk with Maurice.
Read him plaudits in the capitol poem—[He] asked for a tape, which I will . . .
do. Poss of going up 13th depending on my progress [on talk on HM as
sex symbol] . . . . Xeroxed Oak Leafs cluster for everyone [in seminar].
Thought later, at home, of putting it (the 12 [poem sequence—“Live Oak, with
Moss”]) into NAAL [The Norton Anthology
of American Literature]
12 March 1992. MS called 930 am. Told him my Live
Oak wi Moss idea (NAAL)—Promised a tape. He [said he] thought he might
illustrate Homer—(his slip for Whitman). So after Pierre, Whitman? Told him about [teaching] Song of Myself as a coming out poem.
23 March 1992 Bad news. Maurice called—blood clot
in leg—gg to Danbury or NYC hospital
24 March 1992 Lynn called with MS’s # at Danbury Hospital. [2
chats] Watching the clot—following it. I may go up [next] Tuesday. [Michael at HarperCollins
FedExing color Xeroxes of Bumbleardy to Maurice at the hospital.]
25 March 1992 Got Maurice at 6 in his new room—private. Clot still there. Friday critical. Clot should
dissolve.
27 March 1992 Dr screwed MS. Got him set up to learn someting, took tests
& went & played golf. Morose Maurice, with reason.
28 March 1992 Maurice released. Dr claims to
have told floor nurse to tell Maurice yesterday
31 March 1992 RIDGEFIELD. Eager to see
Bumbleardy but not handed it.
1 April 1992 RIDGEFIELD. One of the
worst mornings of my life. At last got [to hold] Bumleardy blown up color
Xeroxes pasted up as a book [which Michael had FedEx’d to Maurice last week so
he could have it in the hospital]. Read it in Living Room. Dismay—awkward chronology.
Move 2 double pages? [Would that solve it?] One with 9 pigs in masks & one
wi 9 pigs doing the 9 kinds of dirty tricks, to follow the words “9 kinds of” etc. Puzzled about most economical
way of fixing it.
Walk wi [Maurice and] Runge [in property across the road
which MS later bought]. Decided to be honest—broached subject. [After deciding
that I would risk losing the friendship.]
MS: “Hersh, you
never learned the first rule for giving criticism—first praise lavishly.”
[Sendak pissed. Very pissed. Very Morose.]
Well, terrible,
awkward. At studio I fumbled as I tried to tell him what was wrong. BO from
anxiety. [The horrible smelling BO that comes only from sickness or extreme
anxiety.]
Then he took it
& cried “GOTT IN HIMMEL!”
It was pasted up
wildly out of order. Honest Hersh.
Call to HAR
about Northwestern project. She said [to Maurice], “What do you expect from the
King of Aesthetic Anomalies?” [Hayford also called, and was much amused.]
Michael’s assistant had screwed up—Michael chagrined—[package had gone to FedEx
headquarters in Memphis and stayed there somehow. Maurice had not seen it all
those days in the hospital.] But I remained nervous.
3 April 1992 Buffalo, to give my “Melville
as [Heterosexual] Sex Symbol” talk.
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