Joan Cornella creates my favorite "art" of practically any kind going right now. Most of the work is done in panels, comic-style, with characters in absurd and terrible scenarios - e.g. a pasty white man man douses himself with gasoline and lights himself on fire in order to attract women at the beach with his newly scorched "tan"; later, he is shown happily marrying one of the beach beauties but a single bead of sweat is highlighted on his scorched forehead. When I get the time, I'm writing more, honest/promise. This stuff is shocking and for the most part very nsfw, but as mentioned in the title it's also slightly annoying and comforting at the same time, the aesthetic is straight 60's pop art, and at the end there's always someone smiling, even if that person is portrayed as having done something truly awful. If I could compare it to anything, it's closest in spirit to Jim O'Rourke's album art (Insignificance, Eureka, etc) created by Mimiyo Tomozawa (a search on this name will also be very nsfw) - all glow and appeal drawing your eyes to something unsettling and "wrong". Dig it!