PICTURE THIS
Static pulse inside of music bringing us escape
Its always temporary changing nothing in its wake
Just a second where we're leaving all this shit behind.
Next week:
Like a bird in a cage,
flapping it's wings in a rage,
I can't fly away.
ScopitonePICTURE THIS: a weekly blog by Isolde Woudstra and Regina van der Kloet - a rotational, synesthetic conversation between one's proposed song lyric and the other's camera lens.
