All In A Day, Cynthia Rylant & Nikki McClure, 2009
Last night I insisted m. and d. read this masterpiece to me four times. Given my current understanding of time, this book really resonates with me. What is yesterday? What is tomorrow? There is only today and now.
These are two artists with serious cred. Cynthia Rylant has more literary accolades than I have molars (and I’ve been working really hard on producing teeth). Once again, it took d. a few reads to realize that the text rhymes. This speaks volumes to the quality of the verse… and d.’s general obliviousness. Rylant’s poem captures the beauty in the simplicity of the everyday—what some might mistake for the commonplace.
Each page has lots to look at, and the illustrations provide a secondary narrative to the text. They’re complimentary to, but not dependent on each other. Not to get too erudite, but Nikki McClure’s high-contrast papercuts remind me of Russian Constructivism. I derive great personal satisfaction from directing m. and d.’s attention to the chicken eggs, which appear frequently.
The book provides a pleasant reminder to live in the present and appreciate each day. I like the chicken.
5 out of 5 doggies
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