Oscar Clowes


In his illustration for the February 29 edition of the New Yorker Magazine, Daniel Clowes seems to suggest that the true stars of the Oscars ceremony are not the people who win them, but rather the statuettes themselves. Or is this some alternate universe, where anonymous golden men win miniature humans?  Clowes himself isn’t saying, not even in the magazine’s traditional Cover Story feature…


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