What would happen if you took classic 1920's cartoons and Ren and Stimpy episodes, chewed them up with shades of primary colors, and then horcked the whole thing onto a canvas? Nothing as good as Stephen Tompkins' work, for sure, though that's exactly what his pieces remind me of. It's like an abstract celebration of cartoon body parts in a roiling pop orgy. And yet they still remain sparse enough to seem muted. Now I have the urge to watch cartoons. And porn. Although it's pretty difficult to know if that's caused by Tompkins' work or just standard Tuesday morning libido.
Stephen Tompkins.