My Friend the Baboon and Why I Love Primates
Today, I feel like talking about the primates I know and why I am so interested in them. My first encounter with primates was at the zoo as a child. My father would say: "Let's go see your cousins, the chimps!" Some kids may have been offended at the implied comparison between themselves and hairy, not so attractive primates. I, on the other hand, was delighted. Then I grew up, went on my merry way to jobs around the globe that had nothing to do with primates. Until one day at the Los Angeles zoo... I was sketching near the gorilla enclosure, as I had done every week-end for the last month, when something unusual happened. A female gorilla sat at the edge of the enclosure, looked at me straight in the eyes and smacked her lips a few times. She then extended her left hand in my direction, as if to offer one of the leaves she was eating and smacked her lips again. She repeated her behavior the week-end after, so without thinking I smacked my lips back at her. We went...