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Photograph: Justin Lane/EPA
New York, US: Dancers perform during open auditions for the Radio City Rockettes dance company’s 2012 Radio City Christmas Spectacular.
Photograph: Justin Lane/EPA
New York, US: Dancers perform during open auditions for the Radio City Rockettes dance company’s 2012 Radio City Christmas Spectacular.
Photograph: Don Emmert/AFP/Getty Images
How One World Trade Centre looked on 27 April 2012, as it’s poised to become New York City’s tallest building
For every distinctive illustration that the New Yorker puts on its cover each week, there are scores of ideas, sketches and fully realised designs that don’t make the cut. Since 1993, when Françoise Mouly became art editor of the magazine, she has been collecting these never-rans – often rejected for being too outrageous – on her office wall. Now Mouly, who founded RAW magazine with her graphic novelist husband, Art Spiegelman, in the 80s, has gathered them into a coffee-table book called Blown Covers. Here she picks four favourite cover sketches that are as acute as they are provocative, and explains why they never made the newsstands.
Playfully pitting Paris and New York against each other, graphic designer Vahram Muratyan has created a visual homage to two evocative cities.
Photograph: Norman Parkinson
Four models pose on the roof of the Condé Nast building on Times Square for the legendary British fashion photographer Norman Parkinson, offsetting the grey skyscrapers behind them.
Part of ‘New York in Color’ at the Howard Greenberg Gallery, New York; until Saturday 17 March 2012
Protesters and their dogs rallied against Republican presidential hopeful Mitt Romney at the Westminster dog show at Madison Square Garden in New York on Tuesday. They questioned Romney’s suitability to be president, citing allegations that in the 80s he drove from Boston to Canada with his pet dog Seamus in a kennel tied to the roof of his car
Many of the jokes in Ghostbusters stem from the idea that, ghosts aside, Manhattan itself was an out-of-control wild west place, a Gotham city where a man could collapse against the windows of the Tavern on the Green, the ritzy restaurant that used to be in Central Park, and the diners would simply ignore him. Trash is piled on the sidewalks and Checker cabs whizz round corners: this recreation of New York, 1984 – the New York of my childhood – is still how I think of the city, even though I live there now and Manhattan has, for better or worse, changed a lot since. Ghostbusters is as much a love letter to New York as anything Woody Allen ever wrote, and a much less self-conscious one at that. Even the hilarious anachronisms give me a sentimental frisson: Lewis being mocked for his love of vitamins and mineral water, Aykroyd and Murray chuffing down fags while toting nuclear reactors on their backs, the bad guy being – and this I particularly enjoy – the man from the Environmental Protection Agency. These all look particularly anachronistic in New York 2011, and I can’t help but feel the city is a little poorer for it.
Hadley Freeman on why Ghostbusters is her favourite film. You can post your own review of the film here.
Mars Rover Snaps Stunning Self-Portrait
NASA put together this artsy image of Mars rover Opportunity getting a glimpse of its own shadow on the...