Joost Swarte

From: Citizen Harold (1971), dir. Hugh Foulds, National Film Board of Canada

Me and my clone I made to do the tasks I don’t want to do both suffering from the same agonies that I guess were reproduced in him when I made my task clone

evil looking dude (like incredibly evil, like 'i'm going to take over the world' evil) with an open book in front of his disembodied face called 'how to write an apple program'. below, the caption: outsmart your computer.

datamost programming books, print ad, imagery & caption (1983) archive.org/details/crea...

Text: Vito Adobo, 5 stars. I loved this movie! It is so mysterious and uplifting, and it gave me the most wonderful dreams. I was a pear with wings. Everyone said I looked so delicious but they didn't want to eat me because they could tell I had a soul. Jordy S., 1 star. awful. had no point to it. gave me the worst nightmare i've ever had. flying pear. wtf Golf H. 5 stars. Okay okay we all know by now this movie gives you the pear dream. Last time I tried to get people to eat me but they all said, "1 already have a miracle inside me," or some variation on that and then sang this weird song. Anyone else heard the song? it reminded me of something really freaky like radio head. Laurent Vitus. 4 stars. Pretty cool movie. Had memorable dream. god ate me (I was a flying pear lol) and in my oblivion basically explained all of… (not important. we’ll all find out one day.)

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This one’s from a few years ago.

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So yes I am almost out of funds and will be out on the street tomorrow unless I can get some cash. If anyone out there can help it would be greatly appreciated. My seizures have been very bad lately and I am afraid of what might happen if I do not have shelter.

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Screenshot from Laser Lords, CDi. A frog creature says "drunk with ignorance, how can I respond?"

Footage of me being asked a question on a work call at 4:55pm.

woodcutty print of two grinning fiendish sillhouettes walking along a sidewalk at night, lit by streetlamps. the frame reads "gehehehehehehehehe (etc.)"

finding myself in this situation a lot as of late

An excerpt of an interview with art historian and critic David Sylvester which i think feels relevant to the environment artists find themselves in the digital/social media/algorithmic content age

I've translated the Tao Te Ching rap from A Chinese Ghost Story. And in this thread, I'm going to annotate every single line of lyrics, explaining all the jokes to you.

Let's speak some nonsense.

The word blurb was coined in 1906 by American humorist Gelett Burgess (1866–1951).[2] The October 1906 first edition of his short book Are You a Bromide? was presented in a limited edition to an annual trade association dinner. The custom at such events was to have a dust jacket promoting the work and with, as Burgess' publisher B. W. Huebsch described it, "the picture of a damsel—languishing, heroic, or coquettish—anyhow, a damsel on the jacket of every novel". In this case, the jacket proclaimed "YES, this is a 'BLURB'!" and the picture was of a (fictitious) young woman "Miss Belinda Blurb" shown calling out, described as "in the act of blurbing." The name and term stuck for any publisher's contents on a book's back cover, even after the picture was dropped and only the text remained.

The original Belinda Blurb

It brings me great pleasure to inform you the word "blurb" is named after a made-up woman named Belinda Blurb whose job is to tell everyone how great a book is

Thank you!

Four figures with humanoid torsos and goatlike heads and legs. One is holding a smoking seed, the second is blowing on a large horn, the third is aiming a rifle, and the fourth is raising its fist and bellowing.

A hunched humanoid figure in purple robes. One arm and one leg, covered with bumps and black splotches, are visible. Its face is hidden by a hood except for one green eye with a misshapen pupil. A bright green substance drips from what is probably its mouth.

More Caves of Qud fan art. This time it's a bunch of goatfolk and a gyre wight of Agolgot

Candy does seven things—it relieves your hunger, quenches your thirst, fills your stomach, cleans your teeth, makes you sleep, helps you digest, and colors your cheeks.

The first 60 seconds of Kaze no Densetsu Xanadu contain what may be one of the coolest transitions into a JRPG prologue cutscene ever

風の伝説ザナドゥ / Kaze no Densetsu Xanadu (The Legend of Xanadu)
1994, PC Engine SUPER CD-ROM²
Nihon Falcom

Scrooge in the Yukon, witnessing bar patrons fight over a single piece of spoiled bacon, before everyone else scrams on mention of Steele coming into town. Scrooge watches a hulking silhouette ride in.

Hulking man riding a tamed bear comes into town, claiming the spoiled bacon and ruggedly exiting the bar. Scrooge asks "Hey, pal -- leavin' so soon?" and fearsome man turns back and worriedly asks "You kiddin'? Ain'tcha heard? STEELE'S COMIN'!"

I post this every few years but seriously, this bit from Don Rosa's The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck is a Perfect Joke

UNIX WORLD magazine’s view of "Computing in the year 2029"

I mean, this prediction from 1985 wasn’t too far off the mark, right?

Right??

WE’RE ONLY 3 YEARS AWAY.

WE GOT THIS.

episode 14 - brothers are born (oct 24)

If you've never seen the intro to Dirty Pair: Project Eden, you may be surprised to discover that it's one of the most beautiful things ever animated.

Elegant woman with a chow chow puppy on a balcony. Text: Did you feed Richard? Yes, my sweetheart. Not yet, ma chérie. You love Richard too much. Smart Richard feeds himself. The dog's name is Basket. The Veranda Hours. A serpentine game of artful insinuations. (it’s me or richard. or basket.)

BERICK YouTube video by splendidland

BERICK

a new greatures about making that face I hate!
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Drawing of a vaguely humanoid mushroom with a big orange cap and three tentacles for a face, with many smaller tentacles surrounding it. Text above it reads: Is it a coincidence that the knotted, erumpent throng of organ that is Pax Klanq is shaped in the vague form of a humanoid, or is the prodigy fungus welcoming their extradimensional anthropoid visitors with a warm gesture? In either case, their splendid orange cap looks like a fancy hat. The semblance ends there, however; in place of a face, there's only a trio of undulating tentacles. At the edges of your field of vision, more tentacles writhe over tools, books, circuitboards, frog cadavers, and saltwater pearls. You realize just how many things Klanq does at once, and you wonder at Nature's decision to bestow peak organic wit to a fungus.

Klanq puff on you

happy international women's day to one of the best genders to ever do it. man, i love you guys <33

First off, I didn't throw "some bug" at you. I threw my specially trained war scorpion. Secondly, please give it back.

BE CAREFUL IN COWBOY TOWN! There are five major socioeconomic classes in Cowboy Town, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. Use this handy chart to help you keep track! (A complicated mess of a chart with various arrows pointing between Cowboys, Horses, Samurais, Old-Timey Magicians, and Mars Monsters)

A page from the 1993 Cowboy Town Strategy Guide

Tussocks of fur dress skin stretched over taut muscle. Upright they stand, but they look ready to drop onto fours. Their snout snarls and their ears twitch. They bark, and their hyena tribeskin answer.

Shot ink decorates the dulla on their long neck in one of the thousand patterns of the camelfolk. Their ears are arrayed with gilded rings, and eyelashes flow down their face like watervine fronds. Across their back, a hump of moistured and healthy fat pushes their center of mass skyward.

A warm smile spreads over an old face freckled by time and a million crumbs of salt. He shrinks under a hunched back and drums the ground beneath him with a short and barb-crowned tail. A second pair of arms rise over the slump of his shoulders, where hands meet and fingers lace to form another face, this one vacant and prehistoric, no mouth and eyes desert-white.

Big Yrame shifts her weight between hind and forelegs. She shakes a storm of rust dander from the tines of her great horns, and she blows a halo of freezing air from her rime-veined hands.

I've been playing a lot of Caves of Qud lately and wanted to attempt some character portraits, using both sprites and descriptions for inspiration. More to come soon...