The Rock, stopped.

Okay folks. I’m working on an internet art gallery exhibit. The exhibit will be called “The Rock, stopped.” It will consist of a number of MSPaint drawings that depict the rock stopping.


Guitar String, broke

While this one takes the title literally, I’m also looking for symbolic ideas. Something that would force you to stop your momentary rocking and make you say “whoa, bummer.” I’m looking for ideas for more drawings. I have three at the moment, including the one above, and in order for it to be gallery I think I need at least 15-20. So feel free to comment with some ideas. I can’t promise that I will do any/all of them, but if the idea is good and it’s feasable, I’ll go for it. There will likely be a guest section, so if you have some ideas that are too good to pass on, open up your MSPaint and show me some RockStoppage**.

I hope to post the gallery one-two images at a time during my trip to China in early-mid June.

**I’d like all the MSPaint drawings to be the same size with the same border. So if you want to do a drawing, I would ask that you copy the one above, erase the guitar, and add your own scene in the middle. It will create some continuity. You don’t need skill or talent to participate, all MSPaint is glorious MSPaint. And of course, only MSPaint or the MAC equivilent is allowed.

17 thoughts on “The Rock, stopped.

  • 5/4/2006 at 10:26 am

    How about Alcatraz in a blackout?

    How about Sisyphis stopping his rock from rolling downhill?

    How about Indiana Jones, sighing in relief when he sees that the giant rock that’s been rolling after him doesn’t fit out of the cave entrance?

    How about someone watching the movie “The Rock” on DVD and pausing it?

    How about Keanu Reeves stopping a rock that Agent Smith threw at him with his mind?

    How about the wrestler “The Rock” stopped for speeding on his moped by the traffic cop?

  • 5/4/2006 at 10:29 am

    the death of John Lennon (symbolicly you could just show a beetle getting shot)
    a brass instrument twisted into a knot
    kicking in an ampifier
    a mute button

  • 5/4/2006 at 11:02 am

    These are good, and I will likely do a few of those above. But I feel I should mention, the ideas don’t have to deal specifically with rock’n roll or any type of rock. For example, one of my pictures shows a giant panda destroying a city. That’s enough of a bummer to cause someone to stop their rocking. So feel free to be a bit more abstract if you like.

  • 5/4/2006 at 11:06 am

    Panda destroying a city, eh? Kind of like… this?

  • 5/4/2006 at 11:33 am

    A picture of Kurt eating a donut?

    A spoon that has fallen behind the stove and cannot be recovered by normal means?

    Quantum Mechanics tromping on Newtonian Physics?

    Getting a pizza with the wrong toppings, and you hate the toppings that are on it, and you are really hungry?

    Getting mocked by the famous band you are interviewing?

  • 5/4/2006 at 1:40 pm

    Looking for a spoon to eat but realizing the only spoon you had, your roomate baked in the oven and melted it.

    run out of jelly-beans when you are trying to shoot down the fake owl from across the way.

    discover you are really a little girl at heart when attempting to remove a bat from your apt.

    Run out of paint while stenciling tanks around your bedroom.

    instead of kurt eating a donut how bout this one: Kurt weighing less than MikeD.

  • 5/4/2006 at 1:58 pm

    It seems this has become less of a gallery suggestion outlet and more of a “lets make fun of mike d” outlet.

    That’s cool. that’s cool. I’m cool with that.

  • 5/4/2006 at 9:14 pm

    I made fun of my weight in there. That last one. see…and I was screaming like a little girl. And they were my jelly beans. I wasn’t making fun of you in all of it. Just some. The others were just comical situations. Kinda like this one..
    “ITs just me Max…go back to bed.” If you can tell me where that happened you may win a prize.

  • 5/5/2006 at 7:49 am

    Stopping the rock…

    The ninja turtles shrinking back into normal turtles again.

    Trying to plug in an appliance with a ground wire, but all the outlets are the two-hole type, and you don’t have an adapter.

    Having a huge batch of cookies that you are almost ready to cook, and you discover (too late) that you are missing a crucial ingredient (baking powder?)

    Losing one of your favorite shoes. What are you going to do, just wear one? I doubt it.

  • 5/5/2006 at 8:05 am

    Wasn’t that when we raided the yellow house and hid all of those little squish
    ball guys around the house?

  • 5/5/2006 at 10:07 am

    Nay, it wasn’t the Guardian infestation, it was the Natalie Portman Stand Up Character retrieval. At 2am on the thirty fourth night after the hostage was taken, Kurt and Mike D climbed through the porch window of the yellow house and navigated our way to the common room, where, 3 feet above our heads, Natalie lay within the ceiling waiting for her rescue. The problem was that Max, whose room faced the common area, left his bedroom door open. Kurt, with incredible bravery, walked up to the door, hood placed over his head, and slowly closed the door. Max sat up abruptly and shouted ‘WHO’S THERE!?!?!” Kurt spoke with quiet officialness “It’s me Jay. It’s just me Max. go back to bed.” and then booked it into the bathroom. Max stood up and followed, I pulled back and crouched in the darkness of Ernie’s room. Waiting in fear. Knowing that if I were discovered that I could be tortured.

    seconds passed like minutes. minutes like hours. I finally heard steps into the room where I was hiding. Kurt’s voice raised my spirits “mike d,” he whispered “are you in here?”

    We waited for another hour until Max finally went to bed. then we retrieved the natalie stand up figure, and escaped. No one within the house knew of the invasion. We were victorious.

  • 5/5/2006 at 1:44 pm

    What was even better was when we got like 8 people with Faux Natalie Cutouts made from Fridge and Dryer boxes running through the house siging the carnival pipe organ song. All the while Max stood under where he thought Natalie was still trapped. Upon us all leaving, he searched and found her gone. He was beweildered. It was one of our greatest moments. it brings a tear to my eye.

  • 5/5/2006 at 5:51 pm

    That’s hilarious. I want to hear the whole story of the Natalie cut-outs.


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