I know it sounds strange, but ever since I saw this cover a couple of days ago it's been knocking around in the back of my head. It's a feat to be able to convey a short story with nothing more than a panel, and Tomine accomplishes just that. The plight of young couples in Manhattan is an all-too familiar story, yearning for more space for less money, and ultimately caving to the siren song of the suburbs. Tomine?s cover calls forth a real ?feel? of New York, as well; the Husband wearily gazing at the gridlocked Holland Tunnel with a wailing toddler strapped to his chest, while the expecting Wife ruminates over real estate listings, next to some overflowing trash. It?s a succinct transition piece.
You can see Tomine?s previous New Yorker covers collected in New York Drawings.