“Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor girl, I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to
Lyrics of Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen, adjusted for gender of image.
Composed in Photoshop. Eyes, lips, and attire hand painted for color. Original image Black and white. Layers, adjustments, effects, filters and textures.