Art Portal
The Art Portal was launched on June 18, 2009. Art submitted is generally subject to a creative commons license, similar to the Audio Portal, but users have the option of opting out of it. The Art Portal is intended to be a showcase of the best art created by the Newgrounds community; users are encouraged to submit art to the Portal, which will be automatically featured in a private gallery on their userpages. Users can vote on the art, creating an average score for the artwork, but this does not accrue experience, unlike voting on animation submissions. Newgrounds allows art of any genre or medium to be submitted, although the community predominantly focuses on digital art. Photography is not allowed, except to document other works.
Skilled artists among the community are given the 'scouting' privilege, which allows them to authorize individual users to submit their art directly to the Art Portal, and also the ability to 'scout' other artwork. The intention of this system is to keep the art featured in the Art Portal to a relatively high level of quality, adopting a method dissimilar to the judgment system used by the Flash Portal. Users who have been scouted and have submitted artwork of poor quality can lose their submission privileges. A team of moderators oversees the scouting tree, pruning users who manage to take advantage of the system. If a user were to be removed from the tree, anyone who was recursively scouted in his branch would also be removed. This system was unique to image portals at the time of its inception and is the first known instance of such a system.
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