Bowery beauty
I was at Gemma’s, sipping a third expresso after lunch in the afternoon heat, mentally editing an anthology of my own unpublished poems, when I saw this true goddess seatted right in front of me. She was playing with a kitten while giving phone calls. She teased the tiny feline and sometimes bit him on the nose. Once you had noticed it, it was impossible to keep your eyes away. It was a Balthus for grown-ups, or a Picasso for kids. She ignored me in the same way Art ignores people in a museum. I have no idea who this cat was. Somebody famous? A local artist? Any insights welcome.
unknownhipster
i wish it were me….
“She ignored me in the same way art ignores people in a museum.” This is the bit where I wanted to kiss you.
i’ll never understand cats.
for me, it was at “mentally editing an anthology of my own unpublished poems.”
perfect.
hi! I’m french so I don’t understand what it is write but it’s just to say that I adore the draws.
signé Wenul, graphist designer
“She ignored me in the same way art ignores people in a museum” – beautiful phrase and worthy of Jean Cocteau!
Yes, I know this hip cat. By day he works at Spoonbill and Sugartown bookstore, at night he’s in some band I saw once. Not very good.
sounds like a perfect scene.
this cat must be some great personality, she has in in eyes..love the drawing
She has AMAZING game. The little cat was a brilliant strategy.