#Porky painting

[skullislandproductions]

Porky’s spreading Christmas cheer by singing loud for all to hear.

[stephreynaart]

Farmer Jim and the baabbbbsss

[daffydoodles]

Never in my life has there ever been a movie more made for me, specifically. BIGGEST and most heartfelt of congratulations to my friends and colleagues who worked on The Day the Earth Blew Up! You all deserve to feel monumentally proud for making something so special. Thank you.

(Please go treat yourself and support everyone’s incredibly hard work by seeing this in the theaters! It needs all of the support and love it can possibly get!)

Original sketch from October:

[coolthudethecoolest]

Saw The Day the Earth Blew Up in theaters last weekend and IT WAS A BLAST!!!! I heard this movies not gonna be in theaters long so please check it out if you can!

[ducktracy]

I went to see the day the earth blew up bc of your post and I can't believe Daffy Duck is confirmed transgender

YAAAAAY I'M SO HAPPY TO HEAR THIS!!! that's great!!

i've been loving the influx of trans Daffy posts i've been seeing because of this film... he's been laying eggs since at least 1950! this isn't even anything new! always has been!

okay well this is actually incredibly misleading because that is, in fact, not his egg but he took credit for it anyway BUT. he does lay an actual egg at gunpoint ("that just goes ta show ya! you don't know what you're gonna do 'til ya gotta gun against yer head!") . so the point remains the same

also check out this officially licensed trans Daffy fidget cube? or i guess trans Tweety gay Daffy fidget cube? both? i don't know but it makes me laugh out loud every single time i see it

[prismcreative]

Casual doodle. Just what on earth are they bickering over? Who knows - you fill in the gaps!

[chrissignore]

Wanted to practice drawing proper comics again, and this was the result 😊

[rextoons]

Mischievous little duck

[artoflooneytunes]

Background painting from Porky's Badtime Story (1937).

[mnemonicpneumaticknife]

Daffy: *screams as he falls off the ledge, his beak separating from his body from fright, still having the ring in his beak*

Yosemite Sam: "Sad. He could have flown away if only he weren't weighed down by the ring."

Daffy: *splashes in red liquid* "I can't swim!"

Sam: "Can't even swim, for the weight of the cursed ring is so great."

Bugs: *munches carrot* "(sarcastic) Yes. Of course. It's the weight of the ring that prevents Daffy from doing 'dose things."

Daffy: "I'm drowning! and somehow not mercifully dead from the heat!"

Sam: "Should we help him?"

Bugs: "I'm pretty sure 'dat side of 'da cliff is a hot tub with red tiling. Daffy'll be fine when he realizes he can just stand up."

Daffy: *coughing and sputtering* "I'm doomed... If only I had less ambition!"

Bugs: "(deadpan) If he realizes he can stand up, Daffy will be... no worse than he was before this adventure started."

Daffy: "(indignant) I heard that!"

Sam: "Yep, he's... Like he was before. Tragic. Wait, where's his beak?"

Daffy: *has no beak* "Yeah, where is my beak? (shouting) Marco!"

Bugs: "Oh, there it is, in the lava."

Daffy's Beak: "Polo!"

Sam: "How'd he do that?"

*Bugs puts on a welding mask and fishes Daffy's beak out of the lava using a long set of tongs. After a quick inspection, he hammers Daffy's beak back into shape, then quenches the beak in the pool next to Daffy*

Daffy: *holding his now quenched beak in his hands* "It's about time." *Daffy sticks his beak back onto his face, then climbs up out of the pool* "I felt naked without this thing."

*the camera lingers on a full body shot so we can see Daffy isn't wearing clothes, as usual. Bugs stares at the viewer and raises one eyebrow, which gets a musical cue*

Bugs Bunny could have simply walked into Mordor. He would have shown up at the gates of Mordor in a disguise and been like "Evil volcano inspection unit" and flashed a fake ID badge to the confused orc.

[skullislandproductions]

“Porky in Pink” or “Shades of Pork?” A triptych of our favorite pig, scribbled onto a Sherwin Williams paint sample.

[incorrectlooneytunesquotes]

Drip-Along Daffy: Miths, I'm from Dubuque and I'm headin' Sthnakebite way.

Comedy Relief Porky: W-w-w-what was your name in D-Dubuque?

Drip-Along: Drip-Along Daffy - sthame as here, and I'm headin' New Mexico way. At leathst I was

[glances at Melissa Duck]

Drip-Along: while I had a horthse.

[daffydoodles]

Happy eh-bih-be-ehh-eh-beh-bih-eh-bih-ehh—aw, the ol’ boy’s 90! As the self proclaimed number one Porky Pig fan, this isn’t an occasion to take lightly; I had to just devote a piece to the wonderfully chaotic Porky’s Party to celebrate! Happy birthday, fat boy!

[theoutcastrogue]

Cartoon depictions of the homeless increasingly reflect the hostility of today’s political leaders toward people on the streets. We’ve gone from images of charming hobos with bindles to zombies taking over cities. If you consume any news at all, you’ve probably noticed that the United States is pathologically cruel to its homeless citizens. This May, the brutal killing of Jordan Neely—who was strangled to death, at the age of 30, simply because he was unhoused and shouting on the Manhattan subway—captured the national spotlight, but it was just one of many such cases of unprovoked violence. In January, two cops reportedly kidnapped a homeless man in Hialeah, Florida, drove him to an “isolated and dark location,” and beat him unconscious. That same month, art dealer Shannon Collier Gwin faced battery charges after he sprayed a homeless woman with a hose outside his San Francisco gallery, barking “Move! Move!” at her. (Predictably, Gwin got a lenient plea deal of just 35 hours of community service.) Elsewhere in the city, homeless San Franciscans have been attacked with chemical bear spray on at least eight occasions. Other assaults have been more impersonal but no less vicious. On July 14, the city of Houston abruptly closed its only public cooling center in the downtown area, potentially condemning anyone without shelter to suffer heatstroke in 90-degree weather. Among the property-owning class, the phenomenon of hostile architecture—sidewalks with spikes that stab anyone who tries to sleep, benches with iron bars, and the like—has become de rigueur. The widespread callousness and lack of compassion are both infuriating and hard to comprehend. How on Earth, we might ask, did things get this bad? [...]

Looking back at older cartoons, one of the things that stands out immediately is the absence of negative attitudes toward the homeless. In fact, during the Golden Age of animation, creators seemed to have had a real affinity for the poor and unhoused, often placing their most iconic characters in that role. There’s a wonderful 1948 Warner Bros. short called “Riff Raffy Daffy,” in which Daffy Duck is looking for a place to sleep—first on a park bench, then a trash can, and finally a furniture display in a shop window—and has to dodge the harassment of the police, as represented by Porky Pig in a little blue uniform. (Literally, the cop is a pig!) Or, in the 1950 cartoon “Homeless Hare,” Bugs Bunny’s rabbit hole is destroyed by a new construction project, leading him to unleash his usual slapstick mayhem against the developers until they put it back. In these cartoons, homelessness is something inflicted on people by outside forces—gentrification and the real estate business, in Bugs’ case—and something which can be successfully resisted. Even Disney cast a homeless dog as a romantic lead in 1955’s Lady and the Tramp, contrasting Lady’s sheltered naivety with Tramp’s superior knowledge of the world. The title invokes the memory of Charlie Chaplin’s “Tramp” films, which similarly brought dignity and humanity to the role of a homeless man. (Bugs Bunny, too, takes inspiration from Chaplin, and multiple Warner animators have drawn him as the Tramp.) In 1961, Hanna-Barbera’s profoundly underrated Top Cat followed the adventures of a gang of wisecracking Manhattan alley cats, who, like Daffy, are always outwitting a meddling policeman. At worst, classic cartoons may trivialize the suffering and danger associated with homelessness—there’s a certain recurring image of the carefree hobo carrying a bindle, which paints the whole subject in a romanticized light—but the homeless themselves are rarely disparaged or made the butt of the joke. Quite the opposite. 

It took a few years, but cartoons caught up to the Reaganite turn. In episodes from the ’90s and early 2000s, there’s a palpable shift in the way homeless characters appear compared to earlier decades. The perspective is different: we’re now seeing them through the eyes of comfortably housed characters, rather than their own. Often they don’t even get proper names. [...] This trajectory leads us, perhaps inevitably, to SpongeBob SquarePants. [..] Squidward gets accused of stealing a dime by his comically greedy boss, Mr. Krabs, and quits his job in a fit of outrage. We then flash forward to see Squidward, now bedraggled and unshaven, living in a cardboard box on the street and begging for change. [...] Mercifully, the ever-cheerful SpongeBob gives Squidward a place to stay—but the moment he’s safely off the street, Squidward turns from a sympathetic victim of circumstance into a lazy, entitled freeloader, straight out of a Reagan speech. He makes no effort to find work and loafs around SpongeBob’s house for ages. [...] Eventually, an exasperated SpongeBob writes “GET A JOB” in his alphabet soup, before shoving him (bed and all) back to work at the Krusty Krab. [...] Worst of all, though, the episode suggests that homelessness can be solved on an individual basis if the people in question simply stop being lazy and “GET A JOB.” This is the biggest myth of all. In 2021, a statistical analysis by the University of Chicago found that 53 percent of people in homeless shelters, and 40.4 percent of unsheltered people, do have jobs. The problem is that their wages are too low, and rents are too high. According to statistics from the same year, it’s impossible for someone working a full-time, minimum-wage job to afford a single-bedroom apartment in 93 percent of U.S. counties, and there are no states in which someone can rent a two-bedroom space on the current federal minimum wage of $7.25 per hour. In other words, homelessness has little or nothing to do with personal responsibility, or lack thereof. It’s a consequence of large-scale economic decisions made by landlords and bosses. [...]

— Alex Skopic

[ducktracy]

he needs what us city folk call "a bath", but my vintage cartoon collection grows as i accidentally drown myself in more pigs because nobody made any Daffy merch in the 40s

swine shrine

[prismcreative]

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