Look at Paul Laffoley's art

on his homepage and Here
Paul Laffoley was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, in 1940. He spoke his first word, "Constantinople" at six months, then remained silent until the age of four (having been diagnosed as slightly autistic), when he began to draw and paint. He has continued as a self-taught artist to the present... In 1992, during a routine CAT scan on his head, a metallic "implant", 3/8 of an inch long, was discovered in the occipital lobe of his brain. Local M.U.F.O.N. investigators declared it to be an alien nanotechnological laboratory.
(c) Bucky Fuller Institute
Everything I know
There once was a square with a romantic flare,
Pure Beaux Arts, McKim, Meade and White;
In the mood that ensued, he went factory–nude
Mies, Gropy, Corbussy, and Wright.
Roam home to a dome
Where Georgian and Gothic once stood;
Now chemical bonds alone guard our blondes.
And even the plumbing looks good.
Let the architects sing of aesthetics that bring
Rich clients in hordes to their knees,
Just give me a home in a great circle dome
Where the stresses and strains are at ease.
Roam home to a dome
On the crest of a neighboring hill
Where the chores are all done, before they’re begun
And eclectic nonsense is nil.
Let modern folks dream of glass boxes with steam
Out along super–burbia way;
Split–levels, split–loans, split breadwinner homes
No money down, lifetime to pay.
Roam home to a dome
No banker would bank with a dime,
No mortgage to show, no payments to go,
Where you dwell, dream, and spend only time.