Did you know illustrators used to be big stars? Norman Rockwell could buy a house on his fees from doing one magazine cover. Little Nemo creator Windsor McCay got to trod the boards on the vaudeville stage, just cause of his overwhelming celebrity. It's like how we let Britney Spears act. Now, illustrators are mostly underpaid drudges, being rapidly edged out by stock photography. But I still pine for our lost status. At the Holocaust Museum, I found another star of illustration’s Golden Age. Arthur Szyk was a book illustrator and anti-fascist, Zionist artist whose work drips with such exoticism, such sensuality and venom, that I’ve got to show it to you now.
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