From Arsenal 4:
“In a well-known game children are invited to examine a picture and find elements in it that are somehow “wrong”: A person standing in midair; a dog reading a book, etc. In our surrealist version of the game, first played on July 1988 in Chicago, each player identifies the “wrong”, or anomalous elements in a ordinary, mass-circulation picture.”
Players: SC, HC, BL, AM, AK, L
– The frogs mouth has opened too wide.
– One thousand moths are pupating inside the rock’s lumps.
– Chocolate ice cream hard, crack.
– The rock face going thru puberty. It’s a confusing time.
– What the hell! That’s some really old milk!
– The carbuncles are frozen.
– The robed couple has been transported back in time and are being photographed because of their unusual garb.
– Shame, for shame, shame, shameful.
– If we don’t look, the paparazzi will let us be.
– I find it strange how that man is using two hands to hold his beverage to his mouth, yet he refuses to share with the dancing couple.
– Why is Jack Nicholson, circa the Shining, staring at me?
– How strange! That dog is not drinking beer, even though it is winter. :O
– The can is empty, but the hollow is bared.
– His hair replanted itself on his dog.
– He is drinking dog pee, unfortunately.
– My house has been taken by beard man.
– Blank space in place of nothing.
– The cult members awaiting the arrival of the sacrificial melon.
– The man on the right (named Balonius) does not have a wife in this forest. C’est bizarre!
– The offering remains unswallowed.
– The heads are barely attached.
– It is a funeral for a hairball.
– They are inside a dinosaur egg, yet they are happy.
– The pores are extended to the extreme and the chicks have nothing to eat.
– Their laughter makes no sound.
– The walls of the cave are not stone. They are soft.
– More cheese rocks are sickening. Too many holes.
– The amnion is missing and the twins fall from the womb.
– There are two bodies, but only one soul.
– Those people don’t know why they’re being photographed.
– Too high up. Cheese rocks.
– The web of rock suds are threatening to swallow up the 80’s.
– How strange that they aren’t looking at the web of rock.
