George Booth is a long-time cartoonist for The New Yorker. He was born in 1926, and is now 92. Besides his normal cartoons, he often does cartoon covers for the New Yorker, in color. His usual iconic characters are a scrawny, slightly crazy old lady, various versions of a man sitting in a bathtub, multiple cats, and a fat dog (with a flat face like General Patton’s bull terrier). I like all of his cartoons, but I am showing you here my favorite. I had a Xerox of it on my desk for years. I don’t understand its appeal now, so if it leaves you cold, you may be right. It was also a favorite of a guy whose cubicle was across the aisle, but his tastes were a little unusual even for me. (Ip was not a standard character and only appeared briefly.)
I have no date of its publication, but I would guess sometime in the 1980s. It was published as a facing, two-page spread. Read it all the way across the two pages. Then, Google George Booth and click on “Images.” You will find dozens of his cartoons and New Yorker covers, some the very ones I had scanned and saved in my computer. See the slightly crazy old lady, the man in the bathtub. the multiple cats, and the fat dog. (Some of the images are not clear, but most are.)
Anyway, here’s Ip and how he gets his girl. Part of the fun is deciphering what they are saying.
Today, I would not pick it as my favorite; other cartoons of his speak louder to me now, and that is as it should be. I have changed, and cartoons speak to different stages of life.