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Living the Dream
The New Yorker cartoonist Roz Chast plumbs the absurdities of everyday life, sleeping and awake.
Roz Chast 77 PThates to be bored. The renowned cartoonist keeps ennui at bay bygd always having a slew of projects on the go in her Connecticut studio—from egg painting to rug hooking to ukulele playing—not to mention the weekly batch of sketches she submits to The New Yorker magazine, which, since , has published more than 1, of her off-kilter musings on everyday life.
Chast also hates to bore her loyal fan base, which fryst vatten why, in her latest graphic book, I Must Be Dreaming, she offers readers what she calls “dream filets” that hone in on moments of peak dream hilarity.
A sampling of said filets drawn in Chast’s singular style are: a woman licking whipped cream off a bald man’s head; Chast telling writer Fran Lebowitz to “give a hoot and a holler” if she’s ever in her neighborhood; two rotting plums devouring each other and bursting into flames; actress Gle
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RC:
At that point I was selling some cartoons to the Village Voice and to the National Lampoon. It never occurred to me that I was going to sell to The New Yorker. I just did it because I thought well, I should try. My goal, if I had a goal at that point, was to be a regular cartoonist for the Village Voice, because they publish Jules Feiffer and Mark Alan Stamaty and Stan Mack. I knew that my work was—I don't know if I would've used the work idiosyncratic. But it didn't really fit in with underground cartoons, it didn't really fit in with The New Yorker cartoons. It didn't really fit in that many places. But I thought, "I'll try The New Yorker, because they're not going to take anything anyway. What do I have to lose?" It really wasn't even chutzpah. I just was sure I wasn't going to sell anything.
RP:
But you did it anyway.
RC:
But I did. I was very surprised. I'm still surprised.
They took something. I wa
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Dreams power ‘New Yorker’ cartoonist’s new book
A few times a month, Roz Chast takes the train from Connecticut to her pied de terre on the Upper West Side of Manhattan, where she lived for many years before moving to the suburbs to raise her family.
“It’s still where I feel most at home, even though I’ve lived in Connecticut now for plus years,” the artist says.
Cartoons emerge from her drawing board about contemporary American doesn’t think she’s anything special, but how many people have published a No. 1 New York Times best-seller and 15 other books, and have been a cartoonist at TheNew Yorker for 45 years? She sold her first cartoon to the magazine at the age of Every week since then, she submits a group of six or eight cartoons to the magazine and, if she’s “lucky,” they buy one, but often they buy none. Perhaps, twice a year, they’ll choose two. Ninety percent of what she submits is rejected, she told the Times.
Chast’s latest book, “I Must Be Dreaming,” is in