My friend Jean-Philippe had an encounter with the coyote in Central Park late one night last week. It was just like the scene in The Fantastic Mr. Fox when he spotted the coyote, like a vision out of a dream. Jean-Philippe made this beautiful painting afterwards and wrote a memorably funny blog post about it. I particularly love the painting, the lonesome figure of the coyote against the glittering skyline–the improbable compression of a wild New York (think Mannahatta) and everything that has been done to that landscape in the last 400 years.
No comments:
Post a Comment