Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Original by Grant Wood; tweaked by R & S with photoshop and Paint

(ok only one image on the thread I see)

the barricade
of an empty memory, and the face, absent,
still blooming in their urn of hope:

as if the the singing alone
had led them back
to this place,
as if this was the tune
they needed to renounce

their eyes are wide open
they sing of nothing

they go blind
in the day that
goes out with them

this silence is bright

there are no boundaries
in light

I'll Grant you
this is home homo on the range

or the 'murican icon
of love thy neighbor as thyself
did the puritans have lesbians?

ok, don't let me ride on my trident
like a demon in repose

Nocturnal variation

(micrographix tweak with grafix eq)

I think Grant would approve.
Iowa might wonder
my friend Nolita and her lover Liz
moved to the Big Easy
imagery for the unborn
waiting for adoption.

They're not my shape

They're not my style

And their formless form

Doesn't drive me wild


Tho it's different strokes

For different forks

This portrayed

Leaves me

Ren and Stimpyfied!!!!