Illustration Friday Night: letting go

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Saturday, September 8, 2007

The cat is flat

Desperate poster seen in Lydd 4 years after the cat was missed...
IFN: on the merits of letting go

Posted by Paddy at 3:50 PM

Labels: letting go, on the merits of letting go

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But why?

Illustration Friday Night was a group art project that ran for over a year. It was created by Senor Prozac as a response to images being censored and banned on Illustration Friday. The plan for IFN was to give artists an alternative platform for high-quality work that wasn't just about kitty-cats and cuddly ducklings. Many of the 2000 images sumbmitted to the site provided a vibrant foil and counterbalance to IF-cutesiness. It was nominated as a Blog of Note by Blogger in September 2007. Like a lot of things on the internet (and life in general), it ran out of steam in 2008.

Previous Amazingness

Hang Me Up to Dry

Epiphany or Psychosis?

Science of Self Deception

Anger Management

Apparently It's Not Enough Anymore

Against All Odds

Punching the Clown

A Recipe For...

how I eventually came to know nothing at all

Alone With Others

Rack'em and Stack'em

Themeless Theme

Is there anything left to ask?

Over 300 Proofs of God's Existence

Consequences of Momentum

Corupting/Expanding Innocent Eyes

What Goes In Must Come Out

Smaller and Smaller and Smaller

It's Still a Mystery to Me

On the Merits of Letting Go

Hopefully Temporary

Before the Internet

All You Need is Meat

Resetting My Public Image

Holes and other superficialities

A flawed attempt at a personal ad

What are you afraid of?

A Special Moustache

I think we're alone now.

a book I'll always remember

the agony and/or the ecstasy

The Blogosphere

Honour your father and mother/They fuck you up, your mum and dad

A very useless sort of day.

Where the hell is Steve?

Everything you always wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask.

Pushing the limits of inference.

Greetings, meat machines!

There is no there there.

Romance is dead, long live romance!

What the fuck am I doing here?

Wincing the Night Away

we all boil at different degrees.

It is certain because it is impossible.

'Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells'

Further Reading

Illustration Friday
Birth of I.F.N.
The IF Response
The Portrait Party

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