This happened back in 2009, but we still cannot get over it. In techno years, 2009 is the equivalent of 1800-and-oatcake, but that is irrelevant just now. The New Yorker ran the first ever front cover created with an iphone application: Brushes by a guy called Mr Colombo.
Don’t you think it looks like an actual real life painting? Incredible. We can barely send a text message with all the words spelt correctly. Shameful!