Between the lines the cartoons in The New Yorker magazine offer us a humorous history of our times. Take Peter Arno's lecherous leers at the opposite sex, or James Thurber's take on the war of the ...
Even as a child, Roz Chast was not a happy-go-lucky kid. She saw the world as a scary and unsettling place. She still does. But she’s turned her fears and neuroses into almost four decades of art, ...
There’s an image a few pages into “Can’t We Talk About Something More Pleasant?” whose layout will be familiar to anyone who’s seen Roz Chast’s cartoons before: a scritchy little figure is surrounded ...
Roz Chast is on the third floor of the Museum of the City of New York, at work on a larger-than-life mural that will greet visitors to “Roz Chast: Cartoon Memoirs,” the exhibition of 200 of her ...
Roz Chast-self portrait as child (credit Roz Chast).jpg Cartoonist and illustrator Roz Chast will speak for the Rosamond Gifford Lecture Series 2015-2016 season. This is a self-portrait of Chast as a ...
The most universal stories are startlingly specific. Names, places and dates don't render stories unrelatable, as logic might suggest. The opposite is true. A clear, thoughtful picture of someone else ...
“For me, seeing the ocean is just very primal,” Roz Chast says about her “Venus on the Beach” cover. We reached Chast in Narragansett, where she’s vacationing with her family. “We’ve been coming up ...
"Why Don't You Write My Eulogy Now So I Can Correct It?: A Mother's Suggestions," by Patricia Marx and Roz Chast. (Robin Lubbock/WBUR) New Yorker cartoonist Roz Chast and New Yorker writer Patricia ...
Roz Chast is grasping for a word, her hands raised as if to catch it between her palms, as she tries to describe what it felt like to have finished her new book, Can’t We Talk About Something More ...
Where most of the cartoonists profiled in this book had at least one educator for a parent, Roz Chast had a pair of them: Her father, George Chast, was a French and Spanish teacher at Lafayette High ...
Chast obliged, though earlier in the day — as she met with journalists — she’d joked that talking about her life in public and revealing so much about herself were like psychotherapy, and that, “I ...