This scene haunted me for years after I first glimpsed it on a cover of The New Yorker. At the time I hadn’t noted the artist’s name, but the power of the image stayed with me and in the interim I kicked myself for not paying closer attention or just shelling out to buy the original magazine. It wasn’t until I happened to see it posted on Joanna Goddard‘s usual blog-post roundup one Friday that I finally found out all the info.
So I splurged for one of the limited-edition prints published by Griffioen Grafiek / Oog & Blik in the Netherlands and had it framed up nicely. I love being able to look at it every day. The moment itself is so fleeting.
A preliminary sketch of Missed Connection recently went for a cool grand.
(via Adrian Tomine)