This drawing was in The New Yorker several years ago. It’s one of my favorites, not sure why. This drawing is about this man, not about leaves, really. What is his story?
I know the subject of leaf raking has been discussed here on my newsletter, but there is never enough! Haha.
This is another one I enjoyed drawing. It’s unpublished (except for here). This man has a different relationship to leaves, clearly.
This afternoon, I am headed to Vassar College. I will talk with students and meet President Betsy Bradley, I look forward to that and to hearing from the students. Dr. Bradley studied art and economics in her early years as a professional, which I look forward to discussing with her. Her staff asked me to do some drawings, so that may be my post tomorrow.
Happy Thursday!
I love this and not only because I posted some snarky remark here or on threads, I can’t recall, earlier this morning about every suburban wyte dude can hear a leaf fall in his yard and he’s out there straightaway with the leaf blower or tractor ... I say on my deck in this “quiet” suburb and was assaulted with all three of my neighbors with leaf blowers and tractors... my bones were rattled with the ground and air vibrations, my head dizzy from the gas fumes and my ears ringing with the high-pitched whining of the motors... my only reprieve was it started drizzling, they went inside and I stayed on my deck just for some peace, even though it was a wet peace... I know you didn’t ask, but thanks for listening....
Liza, this is just a note to tell you that, in a sea of depressing and dumb news and posts, your drawings and explanations are bright spots in my day. Plus, they often get me thinking differently (to paraphrase the famous Apple slogan).