homage to warhol

reserved for exhibit

 somewhere up there, on a heavenly poof of marshmallow cloud, i imagine andy warhol looking down at us, shaking his head of tousled white hair.  ah, what a mess we've gotten ourselves into this time.  i didn't make it, but i was born into it.  nuclear meltdown?  really?  how your own mortality can so suddenly flash before your eyes.

people need to be made more aware of the need to work at learning how to live because life is so quick and sometimes it goes away too quickly. (andy warhol)