This illustration is a little exercise I make for myself every once and awhie. I pretend that The New Yorker is asking me to put together a cover concept for an issue. They have a few people they typically pitch the theme of the week to and then choose one of those solutions as that weeks cover. I fantasize that one day this will be me and in the mean time I am pretending its me. So the theme is spring. I love the idea of spring cleaning and we basically throw out all the crap from winter and try to pair down as we buy things for spring. Our homes are full of things both physical and emotional so while I get rid of winter crap I also get rid of winter depression. I also love the image of the brownstone and particularly looking into them.
A fun little personal project that I will continue to do on occasion when time allows.