
Wysp
» see wysp.ws as it lived, on the wayback machine
~ the goodbye ~
Wysp opened in 2011 for people who wanted to get better at drawing. That distinction did more work than it looks like it should. Every other art site of the period was built around the finished piece, the thing you post when it is done and want looked at. Wysp was built around the part before that, the thousand bad studies nobody wants to show anyone.
The site ran on feedback. You posted practice work, other people marked it up, and the gallery pages kept track of who you followed and what you had bookmarked. Mature work sat behind a login. The about page said the point was to help creators "grow ever better and bigger", which is the kind of sentence a small team writes when it means it. At its best, around 2014 and 2015, Wysp carried roughly 25,000 monthly active users.
The end came with warning. The homepage put up a notice telling members to save anything they wanted to keep, because after 1 August 2023 none of it would be recoverable. ArchiveTeam ran a grab against the whole site that summer and got most of it, which is why the drawings still exist somewhere even though the place they lived does not.
~ the chronicle ~
| Born | 2011, a side project nobody was watching |
|---|---|
| Peak | about 25,000 monthly active users around 2014 and 2015 |
| Killed | 1 August 2023 |
| Lifespan | 12 years |
| Made by | François Chollet, creator and maintainer 2011 to 2014 |
| Killed by | an operator who had moved on a decade earlier |
~ who actually built it ~
The HTML gives it away. Every page Wysp ever served carried <meta name="author" content="fchollet"> in the head, and it was still sitting there in captures taken years after the shutdown. That is François Chollet, who created Wysp in 2011, maintained it through 2014, then joined Google and wrote Keras.
I write Keras code for work. Computer vision models that have to run on something small enough to fly. The import line at the top of those files has been the same for years and I have never once thought about who typed it first. It took a dead art community and a meta tag in a Wayback capture to tell me that the same person spent three years building a place for strangers to critique each other's hand studies.
~ the nine quiet years ~
Chollet's own site lists Wysp under software, between Keras and a retired question-answering engine, described as a social network and learning engine, with the dates 2011 to 2014 and a line saying it peaked at 25,000 monthly users. After 2014 he was done with it. The servers kept running anyway.
Nine more years is longer than the site ran with its creator paying attention to it. Somebody kept the hosting paid and the logins working while the person who wrote it became one of the better known names in machine learning. Most abandoned side projects get a 502 within eighteen months of the founder's attention moving.
~ three years of a frozen page ~
wysp.ws did not go dark on 1 August 2023. It kept answering. The Wayback Machine has it serving the same 3 KB page every few weeks from the shutdown until the middle of 2026, the same application shell with the same navigation bar and the same title promising to help you improve your drawing skills.
On 18 July 2026 that finally stopped and the host began returning a 404. Three years of a page nobody maintained, answering crawlers and the occasional person typing in an old bookmark, and then the address went empty.
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