perhaps not quite the very earliest influence though : art gazed down upon his infant son , and remembered himself , at an age not that much older than luke was now , sitting alone at nursery school , unwilling to join in the silly games that the other children were playing , instead sitting on the floor , his back firmly planted against the wall of his daytime prison , turning the pages and wondering at the illustrations of maurice sendaks where the wild things are - if ever there was a book to stimulate young minds about the boundless possibilities of our world , there was one .