Call them cartoons. Call them comics. But sometimes they’re anything but funnies. The cartoonist gets one image, one chance to catch your attention, make you think, wince or smile, to look at life from a different angle. Pulitzer Prize-winning cartoonist Art Spiegelman and his wife Francoise Mouly, the New Yorker’s arts editor, have been living for the past three months on the threshold of unfamiliar images. In September, downtown New York was eloquently captured by their collaboration, a black-on-black New Yorker cover, broken only by one, now-ghostly antenna.
More images have followed, along with despair at their inadequacy, and triumph at their ability to communicate the deepest feelings in the simplest way.
: Art Spiegelman, cover artist, contributor and consulting editor to the New Yorker, and his wife Francoise Mouly, arts and covers editor for the New Yorker.