Andy Warhol

Amber Gentry

Immortal photographs aside…

I’m not like them

Not like the rest

I am an ARTIST

I don’t need to wonder

What happens next

I live in this moment, the present is my home

The present is my tomb

20 volumes

And they all belong to you


And Idolize

Idle skies

Landscapes and landscapes and landscapes

With smoky halls and ashy drawls

Slinky eyes on the temporary prize

Large crowds are where we all belong

We all live upstream

Stand next to me

And share with me

This mirage of a dream