Several years ago, I found a portfolio of work by Bri Hermanson and fell in love with her viscerally effective work. Political, social, literary, epic, she’s used her woodcut-like technique and wonderful sense of muted, blocky color to tackle the World Trade Center bombing, the phenomenon of McDonald’s, and, recently a very quirky Tarot deck. (Go look right now. I’ll wait.) I just happened across this tonight, in an old blog entry of hers:

She made it for the New Yorker cover contest earlier this year, and I, well, I wish I had seen it then.