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There is a place for me, with friends who encourage and uplift me, I will find it someday.
I’m a waste. All people do is get mad at me or tell me how much of a burden I am. There’s no place in this world for me
I humble myself before you.
Be with me, God.
Watch over, protect and guide me.
God, help me to be satisfied.
Work miracles in me and perfect the story of my life as only you can, God.
You sent your son to die for us.
Show me the truth & grant us your grace.
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
Okay - math - right?
If your mom was 20 when she bore you, you are 20 years younger than your mom. Right when you were born, she was like infinity times older than you. But then when you are 10, she is now 30. And she is only 3 times older than you. Then 10 years later you are 20, and she is 40, she is only 2 times older than you. Which means while you are always 20 years apart, you are actually decreasing the age gap.
When you are 30 she is 50 = 5/3rds
When you are 40 she is 60 = 1.5
When you are 50 she is 70 = 7/5ths
When you are 100 she is 120= 1.2
When you return to dust and fossils at 1000 she is 1020 = 1.02
Which means you’ll always be 20 years apart, but the percentage of difference is a horizontal asymptote at 1. Epiphany.
Truth
I hate when people tell me I need to ‘get out of my comfort zone’ I don’t even have a comfort zone. I am literally always uncomfortable
Fly me to the Moon.
But I love myself, and you lie about your feelings.
Everyone has a chance, but I believe in you.
Amber: (sullenly) hey what’s up?
Mark: I’m really tired, doctor says I have poor spinal health and now ...
Molly: (enters the room and interupts for the 2nd time today) Mark hold on but I really need to find my brush. O-m-g life is so terrible for me right now if I can’t find it.
Mark: You stupid fucking bitch! (Exeunt)
I know the meme is dead, but…
disclaimer: she is a tiny Chinese lady and literally cannot tell a violin sound from a piano
Mozart: “So nice and simple. It makes my heart settled. 不慌张。”
Beethoven: “What is it you kids say? I am shook? Yes, I am very shaken.”
Bach: “There is a lot going on here.”
Chopin: “Wow, very nice! It sounds messy, but a lovely messy. I think it really is a Fantastic Impromptu!”
Liszt: “真的好厉害哦, I never knew the piano could be played in this way. I think I will have bad dreams tonight”
Bartók: “Originally, I thought what is this no-head-no-tail garbage. But now, I quite like it.”
Rachmaninoff: “Stop playing this, I don’t like it. Really, I don’t understand how you can listen to this while you study.”
Tchaikovsky: “Very nice very nice. Wow look, the violinist is so cute, he’s playing with his eyes closed!”
Schubert: “He picks all the right notes.”
Mahler: “Too loud, I can feel the trumpet ringing around in my ears. 吵死了, turn it off or I won’t be helping you with your math tonight.”
Debussy: “Mmm. I like this one. So relaxing, it just makes me want to go to a spa. That reminds me, I need to book a facial.”
Life is short, Hurry up.
You are free, just don’t ____!
If your feet are cold, put a hat on.
It isn’t a sin if God commanded you to.
Stupid is as stupid does.
Makes you better?
Someone you love looks like this.
Modern day gladiator fights! I did not believe this existed before seeing this.
Set them up, and knock them down
This form of combat is modern day gladiator arena! I did not believe this existed!
Set them up, and knock them down
Not the unlikely, never going to happen, children from a family who hate each, never seen them before in my life kind. We are here for the unadulterated kind of love that happens between a cat and a pringle’s can. The cat named Scrunchy, always longed for something that would love, protect, and surround him with warmth. One of three Pringle’s cans stands topless on the room’s center piece, early in party, feeling empty. The cat notices the can. The can almost seems to wink back as the cats tail perks up. The cat, curious, gracefully hops onto the table. Walking around the can to feel it’s cardboard exterior brush gently against Scrunchy’s fur, he looks inside, & sees the shimmering foil interior. The cat purrs at the thought of how wonderful that might feel. Brushing past the exterior of the can, almost knocking it onto it’s side, the Can spirals around it’s base with the slowly increasing frequency of wombling revolutions before coming to a testy final stop. Scrunchy looks back, needing to know, jumps headfirst into the can. Warmth! The scent of sour cream and onion rez! Everything Scrunchy has ever wanted. Leaving only his furry white&brown tail sticking out the end.
Me, a disgraced academic turned farmer, surveying my crops: Finally… I am out standing in my field
311 day! Enlarged to show detail 3 in the theater Queue! I love fan families!
Illusions!
Clayton Shonkwiler is a Math Professor at Colorado State University. He has no art training, but his mom was an Art History major and his dad was an Architect, so he said that ‘there were always lots of art and architecture books and prints around’. He started making gifs as a way to illustrate something in a research talk, became hooked on the possibilities and now, several years later, he has built a body of elegant and mesmerizing gif work. He is part of a trend that I have been noticing of coder artists that I have written about more at length here
Read a short interview with Clayton Shonkwiler here
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