A parody of Charles and Ray Eames' classic film Powers of Ten (more). The notion that Homer Simpson's smooth cartoon skin could contain all those levels of nested detail strikes me as particularly absurd.
I'm just back from D.C., where I got the chance to see to see Saul Steinberg: Illuminations at the Smithsonian Museum of American Art. (I failed to see it last time I was in NYC). The show itself was slightly disappointing—a lot of early or otherwise slight or marginal work—but it is fueling some thoughts on the relationship of comics/cartoons and modern art. The dialectic between the familiarity and the iconic power of the former and the strangeness and defamiliarization of the latter is particularly interesting. More soon, I hope.
See also the work of Peter Blegvad.