James Maybe

by Winnie Truong. Reminds me a bit of this piece by Deveras.

by Judson Huss

In cartoon land, with very few exceptions, the young are eternally young and the old never die. Celluloid images fade in color, but never in form; the zeros and ones of a JPEG keep their youthful appearance for as long as the files stay uncorrupted.

We tend to like the iconic images of our youth untarnished, unaffected by the natural cycle of decay. I suspect that aging cartoons would ruin the nostalgia felt by some, and that the added layer of realism gives others the queasy feeling of staring into the uncanny valley.

For my own part, I would love to see an explosion in artwork depicting aged versions of cartoon characters, to compliment the untooning phenomenon.

Supposing that Wilma Flintstone and Betty Rubble were 25 years old when The Flintstones made their TV debut in 1960, and if time and gravity took its normal course, they would turn 76 this year and no doubt look just like illustrator Matthias Seifarth portrays them.

by Niark1. For the francophobes the title translates to “Open womb”.

Obviously I haven’t been posting much recently. I’ve got a problem. Others have written before about the perils of spending all your time connected to the internet. The NADD, the ADD, the email twitch. I have a related problem. Perhaps specific to the particular way I work online, but I suspect others might be having similar issues as well….

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David Jablow has a fantastic series of Do It Yourself Doodles at flickr. They all feature the same incomplete woman completed and woven into dozens of imaginative scenes. Shown above is my favorite detail from the set.

by illustrator Guilherme Marconi.

The image above is a small detail from a much larger wallpaper image I created. Click on the image to see the full size. I wasn’t able to find any nice wallpaper graphics big enough to span my three obscenely large computer monitors, so I created one of my own. I created it with the computer language PHP and carefully tweaked the random variables until I got an effect I liked. I spend the bulk of my days on arbitrage of one sort or another, which means that I spend a lot of time looking for patterns in the noise, or more precisely I spend my time trying to get a computer to find patterns in the noise. To really understand randomness, you have to spend a lot of time faking it. The same could be said about art, perhaps, which got me thinking about the intersection of art and computing…

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Tim Biskup grows ever so slowly more talented.

Nouar’s edible world of art is round and colorful,  childlike, anthropomorphic and cannibalistic. Also, it makes me laugh.

Shannon Bonatakis takes a blood oath to keep painting creating colorful women with thin necks and oversized heads. Shown above: The Fear of Forgetting or of Being Forgotten. I couldn’t resist posting one more of her images, read the rest of the entry to see her take on the old lady whispering “Hush”.

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by R. S. Connett.