Classic Album Cover Art - New Revelations
These are my two favorites. You can find the rest here.

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Watch it full screen for best effect. Weird and very spooky. Love it!
Thanks Denver Egotist
Brilliant. There's one F-bomb in there so watch your volume. But this is great stuff.
His name is Jorge Colombo. I like his work a lot. Quick, evocative and fun, they're called iSketches.



From his website.
Art of the iPhone impressionist
by Jonathan Jones
The Guardian, Monday 16 March 2009
In the early 20th century, the photograph still seemed new. The German intellectual Walter Benjamin tried to understand how photography changed art: it replaced the "aura" of the masterpiece with a new, democratic way of making pictures. Going on for a century later, we're living in the midst of a technological revolution that has left photography itself behind. Here's the latest: artist Jorge Colombo makes pictures of New York street life using the Brushes application (bought for $4.99 --- "a great leveller") on his iPhone. The results are impressively delicate and lively.
Classic sketch from Harry Enfield (the guy from the Angus ads if you're not a Brit.)
OK, well Homer totally freaked me out. How 'bout you? See more at Pixeloo.
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Not sure if it's true, but it's making the rounds.
I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so
much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have
never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.
FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into
bed.
Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't feel
like it, I just want you to hold me."
I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!"
So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear...
"You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me
to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look
by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in
the bedroom?"
Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.
The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with
her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big
unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on
several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to
take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to
compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We
went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond
earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was
one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because
she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play
tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey."
She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement.
Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all
dear, let's go to the cashier."
I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel
like it."
Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled
WHAT?"
I then said "honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're
just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy
your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she
was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and
not for the things I buy you?"
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either.
People will sign anything if you use the right language. Like banning water at a hippie rally.
I think Richard Cheese does it best.
First, the original. Depeche Mode. Awesome.
Richard Cheese
Johnny Cash. Geezer!
Marilyn Manson
Gravity Kills
Metamatics (ugh)
Hillary Duff?!!! (oh dear)
Koyi K Utho (that must mean Satan's Garage Band)