I can see how Basil's freakish portraits influenced all the hippie artists that came after him. His characters have a shiny plasticity to their flesh that folds, stretches, and reflects light like silly putty, which I find a little off-putting, especially when accompanied by a demented grin. Of course, they're supposed to be off-putting, but this style can border on body horror. There's usually a written gag with each drawing that hasn't aged as well as the artwork itself, which feels a decade ahead of its time.