A Midwinter Swim | Leanne Shapton
Some mornings, after I’ve dropped my daughter off at school, I swim laps at my local YMCA. I do about a mile, enough to get my heart rate up, to ruminate on all the big and little concerns, to stretch my limbs and lungs and hamstrings, and, when I’m kicking with a kickboard, to look at the other swimmers. Most of them are elderly Chinese women; most of them wear pink swim caps, which I find cheering. This art newsletter comes post-swim, midwinter. The painting on the cover of our February 13 issue, Danseurs du crépuscule (2018), is from a series by the French artist Didier Viodé. I’d seen Viodé’s work on the online art platform “It’s Nice That” a few years ago—his athletes, figures, portraits, and self-portraits are unusually vigorous—and I was inspired to look him up again after reading Blair McClendon’s essay about the wondrous Alvin Ailey show at the Whitney. To my delight, Viodé had a number of watercolors of Black dancers. We chose a particularly energetic one. The Netherlands-based illustrator Hanneke …