Julia Rothman

Elizabeth Clayton

The shirt that says, “My soul has only had access to one facial expression since puberty.”

Art World pettiness is so labor intensive. Artists don’t just talk shit to shame you, they spend a year or two creating something that shames you.

Case in point: A few years ago, Artist Anish Kapoor went a little Sméagol and secured exclusive rights to a pigment dubbed Vantablack. It’s said to be the “blackest black” material available, and it’s his, aaaaall his.

This provoked Artist Stuart Semple, who responded by creating this:

It’s called Pinkest Pink, and you can have some for about five bucks. That is, unless you’re Anish Kapoor. Semple’s shop prohibits procurement by Kapoor or an agent thereof.

The pink pigment sold out almost immediately, and while he was manufacturing more, Semple also developed Diamond Dust.

It’s the glitteriest glitter known to man. Or rather, known to all but that one man.

These Christoph Niemann Sunday Sketches are charming. (via Kottke)

Raaaar!

My friend Michelle Morrison is an artist who specializes in what she calls “Nudie Judies.” I adore them. When she posted the one above, I joked that I wanted her to add a belly so I could say it was me pregnant.

Instead, she drew a pregnancy portrait just for me. I’m an official Nudie Judy!

I’m excited, and also so touched. Thank you, Michelle.

You’ll find more of Michelle’s work for purchase at her portfolio site Michelephant.com. I’m not sure if she takes commissions, but if you’d like to be a Judy too, it couldn’t hurt to ask.