A replica of Henry Hudson's Half Moon docked at Kingston, NY, harbor
Probably copied from somewhere, but still I like it
The only cartoon of mine that ever got published – the year I joined the Harvard Lampoon.
I'm talking about Whoosits, you know, married to What's-her-name.
Not an actual New Yorker cover, but that was the idea...
On a troop ship (really) going to Germany in 1962. I was the editor of the daily. After the jazz concert of the previous evening I drew the characters who had entertained us, for that day's cover. Have you ever tried mimeograph paper as a drawing surface? Thank goodness it's now obsolete.
Course project: costume designs for 'The Lady's Not For Burning'
Meaningless drivel from an addled brain.
More meaningless drivel from an addled brain.
Two-color linoleum block print, composed by the method of Japanese prints.
Sketch for birth announcement (not used)
As I was looking forward to retirement
Saying goodbye to New York City when we moved upstate
The book is done, now shopping for a publisher...
These pages highlight the fact that Lindbergh's variety of flying experiences had uniquely qualified him for this very dangerous challenge.
On the way to Paris, sometimes flying too low over the ocean, in an attempt to stay awake!
Calling out to some fishing boats to confirm if he was on the right heading
But they couldn't hear him and he couldn't hear them!
The night landing in Paris after 34 non-stop hours. He was overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowds that surged towards him!
A well earned rest for Lindbergh's trusty Spirit of St. Louis.