Introduction

What is The New Yorker? I know it’s a great magazine and that it’s a tremendous source of pleasure in my life. But what exactly is it? This blog’s premise is that The New Yorker is a work of art, as worthy of comment and analysis as, say, Keats’s “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” Each week I review one or more aspects of the magazine’s latest issue. I suppose it’s possible to describe and analyze an entire issue, but I prefer to keep my reviews brief, and so I usually focus on just one or two pieces, to explore in each the signature style of its author. A piece by Nick Paumgarten is not like a piece by Jill Lepore, and neither is like a piece by Ian Frazier. One could not mistake Collins for Seabrook, or Bilger for Galchen, or Mogelson for Kolbert. Each has found a style, and it is that style that I respond to as I read, and want to understand and describe.

Monday, July 13, 2026

Christoph Niemann's Jazzy Cityscapes

I love this drawing by Christoph Niemann. I first saw it in the June 7 & 14, 2025, New Yorker, in a feature titled “Sketchbook: An Artist’s View of New York City.” To me, it’s one of the most original, beautiful, arresting artworks the magazine has ever published. I love the semi-abstract way the city is evoked – exquisite vertical and horizontal strokes of purple and gray ink saturating brilliant white paper. It’s a new form of drawing, is it not? It seems spontaneous, I could be wrong. Maybe it took days or even weeks to complete. But it has the look of fluidity, spontaneity, jazz. Yes, that’s it. It’s the visual equivalent of jazz. 

Niemann’s “Sketchbook” collection includes several other drawings that are almost as good, e.g., the marvelous green-and-gray “Scaffolding in lower Manhattan” and the stunning gray-and-white “Downtown Brooklyn.” But for sheer visual pleasure (arousal of eyesight), that gorgeous purple-gray-white cityscape can’t be beat. 

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