Friday, July 16, 2010

FRANK IN FRIZLAND











Back again for the first time ever.

13 Comments:

Blogger Spencer said...

beautiful!

12:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It has been seen that the object of a sane upbringing is increasingly to direct all emotion towards objects which involve other people. Now basically the situation of being finite is an infinitely frustrating one, which would be expected to arouse sensations of desperation and aggression - as indeed it may sometimes be seen to do in very young children. I am aware that I must be careful, in using the word aggression, to state that I do not mean aggression directed towards people. What I mean is an impersonal drive directed against reality - it is difficult to give examples but it may be presumed that geniuses who are at all worthy of the name preserve a small degree of this. However, since all emotion must be directed towards people, it is obvious that the only form of aggression which a sane person can understand is aggression against people, which is probably better described as sadism or cruelty. -Celia Green

11:09 PM  
Blogger Jim Woodring said...

"the situation of being finite is an infinitely frustrating one, which would be expected to arouse sensations of desperation and aggression...an impersonal drive directed at reality..."

These words are making me feel almost sick with sudden insight. From the depths of my being I thank you, whoever you are, for posting this.

11:42 PM  
Blogger Donovan S. Brain said...

Jim, that's gorgeous. The colors are incredible. Nothing like snoozing on the porch while being serenaded by froglike beings.
Anon, artists direct a kind of aggression towards reality as they create their own versions of it. "We artists are indestructible. Even in a prison cell or concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso

1:35 PM  
Blogger Matt said...

It is nice to see a color version of this piece. There is something very comforting about seeing our friends at rest while the world keeps working.

5:49 AM  
Blogger JJA said...

Are the froghorns singing, or are they inhaling? Perhaps they absorb noise, feeding on the kinetic energy of your words, which die echoing in their deepest involutions.

The Monarch on the Hill looks surprised to see us. Or is it horrified by something behind us?

8:48 AM  
Blogger kellie said...

Just what was needed - thank you Mr Woodring.

10:48 AM  
Anonymous Kannan said...

Good post.

11:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is this hinting at another Jim & Bill collaboration?

3:52 PM  
Anonymous Ken said...

That's my idea of a good time...

6:07 PM  
Blogger Ted Blackman said...

It's Frank, my beloved godchild.

3:58 PM  
Anonymous BRS Labs said...

The colors are incredible. Nothing like snoozing on the porch while being serenaded by froglike beings.

11:58 PM  
Anonymous Five Point Capitol Scam said...

This is my new favourite cartoonist, the little roof cat with the green legs is so delightful it makes me want to jump out of the window while yelling funny sounding obscenities in Norwegian.

6:43 AM  

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