New York is de rigeur at the moment. Caught in the televisual headlights of ‘Mad Men’ and other high definition delights we as a nation regularly dine in on. But then it’s a beautiful city, and one that never sleeps, apparently. Captured in the dead of an evening, hugely engaging and best-selling contemporary cityscape artisan, Neil Dawson has played up, graphically to this historically-accepted claim and illustratively defined it in a whole new twilight. And then he’s gone and called it ‘New Yorker’ and released it as a key part of his brand new Autumn 2014 collection.
This gorgeously dark, intense, smoggy, illuminating, rapturous pictorial appraisal will stay with you for a lifetime if you allow it to, as it breathes its heavy, pulsating breath on you, visually-speaking. Limited to a shockingly finite 50, giclee on canvas editions, this Dawson-monikered graphic genius is readily available while our stocks last. Which we all know won’t be long.