tom moody

hat tips ryz and sakalak and apologies to mircea eliade

imaginary self-portrait - based almost entirely on Michael Manning's "An Imagined Portrait of Tom Moody as A Young Painter in The 80s," posted on Computers Club Drawing Society.
Manning nailed the zeitgeist-shifting moment, ha ha (the buckyballs showed up about '92, which was still the '80s) but couldn't have known his subject was male model handsome, in a blue-green kind of way. So I tweaked his work.

by Homer, posted on dump.fm
A few words about this. (Don't want to trowel on the recent-SAIC-grad theory blather but at the same time hate just reblogging "cool pics" without comment.)
Marlboro is an enduring symbol of machismo cool coupled with toxicity and rotting flesh.
The brand is so successful you can literally paint it with a few broad strokes. I like that this image is also a collection of "imaging program" tics and jokes. Ephemeral and cheesy "papyrus" font in place of the manly serif, the brushed grey background that looks like a class picture matte board, the 360 degree drop shadow that flattens the cardboard package to credit card thickness; the gratuitous black border, the white horizontal rule where the fliptop box opens. A love-hate rendering in the best Pop tradition.

Possibly someone has already similarly cracked wise but in case not, Michael Manning and I have got this covered (below and above, respectively).
In the spirit of falling Brancusi sculptures, etc.

(monster logo upper right by publiking)

“I'm afraid that I just blue myself”
by chaz giese & andre c. filipek, from Phone Arts

A digitally crumpled, vaguely Escher-ish phone leans against a wall in an ambiguously corporate, very blue space.
This is a familiar recursion of a "painting on canvas of a painting on canvas," except that canvases don't come in standard aspect ratios. Rather, this pic suggests the phone as subject and author, with the vertically-oriented rectangle reminding us of the phone-based imaging software possibly used in its creation. We don't know for a fact that the topologically-challenged handset was fabricated on a phone, however, or merely displayed on a blog with other phone art. We also don't know if there was an original photo-reference or if the entire image is synthetic. But there is certainly compatibility between this blue world and the sleek, airbrushed look of Apple-era phone graphics and hardware. For those who might not use or desire a smartphone (a rare and ornery tribe who don't want to be tracked, marketed to, irradiated, or timesucked), this is how a phone should exist: as a dysfunctional, abject, uselessly aesthetic piece of sculpture.

by Michael Manning, untitled post from Phone Arts
He didn't actually call it "domestic animal vortex phone painting" but Word Press software pretty much demands that every post have a caption so that's mine.
Don't want to dignify this with too much art historical blather but in lieu of "rad!" let's say it's an effective disposable image that delivers a surreal jolt while combining painting and photography in a demystified way. The painting dissolves the dog's head into a tornado of smeary color, slowing down the recognition factor and causing us to ponder the rather strange foreshortening of its limbs and the surrounding environment of what appears to be a tastefully appointed bedroom. The paint is not exactly given old master consideration but it does intelligently converse with the dog's head (turning it into a primitive mask before it explodes) and the sensuous crinkling of the bedsheets.

noguchi found in google sketchup, flipped by peggy, giffed by seacrestcheadle and I made it black & white

generous nods to noisia and plams

artwork by pummp (left) found on dump.fm