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Nov 14 2007                                      
Art Depreciation.com presents...

Class of  '43


               

               


The above image was found behind a bookshelf in the Oxford University library. An excellent example of Elizabethan portraiture, it shows the members of a student club devoted to following in the footsteps of Cristobal "Columbus" Colon. Such clubs were popular in those times, as they allowed university students (often looked down upon for pursuing further schooling rather than going off "on exploration") to put on an air of danger and adventure, something that was difficult to come by in those hallowed, dusty halls.

After much painful research, we managed to track down the further adventures of these would-be "Masters of the World". Some did indeed go on to contribute to the discovery and colonization of the New World (much to the distress of those who were there already), while most of the others were involved in one or another of the major historical goings-on of the time:

Jim "Beardo" McFee: After graduating (with a major in navigation and a minor in pillaging), Jim went on to conquer a small province of Mexico, claiming it for his native Scotland. After being removed from power by the neighboring Spanish Conquistador, Jim died of dysentery in a small hut, all alone.

Richard "Two Guns" Thatcher: Richard dropped out of University soon after this portrait was commissioned, and mounted an ill-informed voyage in search of the Northwest Passage. 6 years later, his ship was found run-aground on a small glaciered island off the coast of Sweden, the entire crew huddled below decks, dead from a combination of bitter cold and bitter hunger. Richard, however, was found comfortably dead in his cabin, apparently having already died of dysentery at the time of the wreck.

William "Billiam" Davidson: After graduation (no record remains of William's major, but he also appears in the club portrait for the Amateur Cartographer's Club) William went off to fight in the Anglo-Scottish Wars, on the side of King Henry the 8th. While on the way north from Oxford, William became lost and somehow ended up in Wales, where he died of dysentery a few years later.

Esteban "Call Me Steve" De Troy: After graduating top of his class in falconry and equestrianism, Esteban had a change of heart and returned to his native Spain, where he joined the navy (or "armada" as it was known at the time). He took part in the infamous invasion of England, and was one of the few sailors to wash up on the shores of Ireland alive. He survived just long enough to father a small, raven-haired girl, before succumbing to the local cuisine, a victim of Irish Dysentery (also know as the "potato shits").

Harry "No Chin" Williams: Harry also left University early, after suddenly inheriting a great fortune at the passing of his grandfather. A fierce supporter of the avant-garde in the surgical arts of the times, most of Harry's fortune went to physickers and chirugeons of the cosmetic variety. After ingesting a potion design to promote bone growth in the facial-mastoid area, Harry grew sick, became bedridden, and eventually died of dysentery.

Edward "Back Door" Rogers: After graduating with high marks in dueling (with both sword and pistol), killing (with a special studies seminar in genocide as a religious duty), and theater, Edward went on to work as a mercenary for Spain in Mexico. He eventually conquered a large province and triumphantly returned to Spain, laden with a fortune in gold and slaves. Despite this initial good luck, he later was caught in a compromising position with a young novitiate of the Dominican Order and was imprisoned and tortured by the Inquisition. Before he could be burned alive at the stake as a sodomite, he died of dysentery in his cell.

John "No Nickname" Smith: After graduating with a degree in linguistics (or polyglot, as it was known at time), John joined an expedition planning to head eastwards from Japan. The only survivor of his ship's crew after a terrible storm, he was fortunate enough to wash up on a small, unknown island in the South Pacific where he was worshipped as a god by the natives. At the age of 95, surrounded by hundreds of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, John died peacefully of dysentery in his sleep. His diary was found many years later, having been copied out as a religious exercise by each successive generation of island natives.

José "Eduardo" Silva (not pictured): Jose was Portuguese, and not much is known about his life after graduation. From letters found in the effects of the late Harry "No Chin" Williams, we learned that Jose returned to Portugal, married a local girl, and became a fisherman. He died tragically, when a few years later (shortly before Harry's own death) he choked on a fish bone during dinner.

 

We're trying something new this week, ladies and gentlemen. Rather than just continuing to pat ourselves on the collective back, we've decided to make an attempt at injecting even more humour into the already bloated corpse that is this site. And not only humor, but a little historical research as well!

Seeing as this is art we are displaying here, we thought it best to give you a peak into the world behind the picture, so to speak. After all, how else can we expect you to engage in a dialogue with the art,
if you are unaware of the context in which it was created?

With best regards,
Ian "Reclus
" Reclusado

 

 

 

 

 

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