He’s a former sushi chef trained on a cow farm near Osaka. He’s met 80 percent of the Rolling Stones, and slept with two of their daughters. He once raised Clydesdales near Missoula, between climbing trips in Banff. Fourteen of his screenplays have been produced under a pseudonym, two directed by Martin Scorcese, one by Penny Marshall. Like Jerry Garcia he’s missing a finger, and like Nancy Reagan, he dines at Le Cirque twice a week no matter how many stars the Times dangles over TriBeCa. His son spoke three languages before he could ride horses, his wife writes poems about physics when she can’t sleep. He is seven feet tall and nine feet wide and they say Gina Gershon once asked to have a strand of his hair for her locket.

Danny Gregory may be none of these things but he has agreed to join us as TMN’s contributing illustrator, and he is a tremendous artist, writer, and all-around good guy. You can see his work here:

Archive on TMN
Obligatory Weblog
Multiple books with more in the works

(My personal favorite is a wonderfully drawn diary of recovery, awakening, love for New York and family, Everyday Matters.)

So, welcome Danny. We will all be seeing his big head on the Masthead soon. In other news, we had a phenomenal response to the recent marketing survey, and I’m pleased to win the two winners of luxe A.B. Sutton products: Susan Teitz, of uptown, and Will McCutchen, of Texas.

Thanks to A.B. Sutton for sponsoring the contest, and a word to those in need of fine iPod slips or nice wallets: they’re for sale.

Yours,
Rosecrans