Humandsad

Spring 2017

Every week for 3 months, I made 5 images based on tweets from a now-defunct account called @nytoutofcontext. I invented an artist, Quinby Abbott, as the creator of these works, and made a website for Quinby here.

Here are the works in chronological order:

Human-shaped and sad Bringing up a completely undamaged child was in bad taste This is so beyond stupid Never, ever, ever try Not helpful: Buying things Oh right, her There's the mammal way. And there's the bird way I NEED TO BE LIKED please don't kill me What's so funny about suffering Wow, something quite profound the first thing out of everyone's mouth was "I hate that guy." The measure of a work of art is how much art it has pale, pale, pale be brave and say what you want who wants to hear some jokes mom is always like, "You know, it's your uncle's birthday on Sunday, and you're in town" convenient habit of blacking out bad with women and an easy vomiter scary stuff, like the news, is not advised People thought I was insane, and I was frolic or puke Foreskins come and foreskins go! But Mozart lasts forever When it's good — well, it's still often pretty bad Is that all there is I for some reason relish people being angry with me I do drink alcohol, but at least I don't drink the blood of the poor my boss hates me, and she's stupid. Anyway, Hello, world, I'm the girl with the hamburger On the other hand, nobody was stabbed to death Yes, share the ice cream help us return to those glory days when Americans weren't so frightened get up every day without panicking IF I GET PSYCHOLOGICALLY HEALTHY I'LL LOSE MY EDGE What's a thing that you like? I'll attach something you don't like to it talking, underachieving We have no strategy lumpy and imperfect yes, we all die, but we all die You think life has one circle, but no, there are circles which are added to extra circles the world is an endlessly benevolent place mirrors reflecting a thousand jazz hands Why, you're not fat at all You've got lovely beds. Good beds it is a crime to kill an innocent human, but not to kill an innocent tapeworm all you can do is act normal and pretend it didn't happen Oh my God, her butt How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl it's really rare that reading is unaccompanied by guilt No one can help you I don't feel like I know very much There you go, guy Send a salami to your boy Why is the moon everywhere Just how much rudeness is there facts; dog saying goodbye to the world Why do you have to be so mean time feels at once inconceivable and heartbreakingly normal Enough with the pigs

Created: 2026-08-30
Last updated: 2026-09-02