Smoke gets in your Eyes

'Clouds are smoke formed by Hiroshima
No longer will there be the blue
No longer the white
Just the red

The drizzling red from domination
Manifesting our destiny
What an unfortunate destiny seems to come
This way

Lawnmowers filled with gore
Bodies staining the pavement
Nothing left to mow
Nothing left at all

They say strange is just a different point of view
When one whole is split
Each side appears strange to the other
We must not fear the strange

Or we will perish from difference.'

P.J. Rechter

Okay this is definitely the last of these shots for a while.. What with experimenting with smoke and reading this mad and unfathomable poetry I've developed BRAINFREEZE.. Lisa is watching 'Celebrity Come Dancing' and as soon as it's finished we are watching today's dvd purchase; 'V for Vendetta'... No more smoke, no more photoshop, no more PJ Rechter poetry. Hooray for Hollywood...