Today on Mistigram, the beginning of a wild trip. At some unclear time (most likely sometime in the mid-‘80s) BC poet Robin Skelton had his “night poem, Vancouver Island” published by the Massachusetts Review. Quite a bit later, around the turn of the century, I used a line from the poem, “time has its lives to eat”, as starter fuel for an online round of the telephone Pictionary game “Eat Poop You Cat”. Faced with the task of illustrating such an abstract phrase, @maureenevans produced this valiant effort: Father Time - so magical he floats, so aged his beard trails along - breaking his hourglass ⏳ and consuming a red, man-shaped leak of its contents as surely as in a Goya painting… Well done! And then this drawing got described, and then that description got drawn, and the semantic signal got gradually mutated to a delightful and hilarious extent, culminating in the most incredible round of EPYC this evangelist ever experienced.
You can see the entire (NSFW) round at http://ift.tt/2jQ7poa , as it found itself included wholesale in the MIST2000 collection of unreleased turn-of-the-century art finally made public following the great grand MIST2000 treasure hunt (a whole other story) in early 2016 - just about exactly a year ago! http://ift.tt/2iTDxTE
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