In the November issue of Vanity Fair, David Margolick profiles the artist David Levine, whose pen and pencil work has been a cornerstone of The New York Review of Books for decades. Mr. Levine, who’s 82 years old, has begun to lose his sight from macular degeneration and, as Mr. Margolick reports, his role at the Review has been greatly diminished.
Writes Mr. Margolick:
Mr. Margolick offers a picture of Mr. Levine’s enviable decades-long work routine: “Pretty much every other Thursday for the next 40 years, a messenger from the Review would drop off an envelope at the Heights Casino, on Montague Street, where Levine played tennis, a few blocks from his apartment. In it were photographs of the people he was to draw for the next issue, along with the articles about them. Always, Levine would read the pieces before setting pen to paper. … Each illustration took him a couple of hours. Tuesdays, the messenger would return to the Casino to pick up what he’d drawn.”
The magazine’s Web site also presents a slideshow of Mr. Levine’s most iconic works.