The New Yorker, Sept 4, 1965 by Ilona Karasz
It's 9:30 a.m. and I should be showered, dressed, and walking my dogs. But, no. I must see just one more New Yorker cover illustrated by Ilonka Karasz. I'm searching. Obsessively. Loving each image better than the previous. Ilonka Karasz was something of a wonder, really. Born in Budapest, she came here after studying at the Royal Academy of Arts and Crafts in Budapest, and began illustrating New Yorker covers in the 1920s, while still in her twenties herself, and would eventually illustrate 186 covers between then and the seventies. She also designed many books and book jackets, pottery, tiles, wallpaper, toys, lamps, fabrics, rugs, silverware, china and furniture. She passed away in 1981, but left so much for us to enjoy. Look closely, there's much happening in these worlds.