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The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.
The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.
The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.
The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.
The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.

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The Fractured Sacred Painting

Kim Barry

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The Fractured Sacred 72"X 36" acrylic on Canvas. The real feminist "fight " is preserving the beauty of the gift we are given, love and preserve the body we are provided, and protect innocence, Joy and peace of life. Once a child, girl or boy, exposed to seductive to brutal rape, abuse, and exploitation, come to think pain, hate and mutilation of self and others is "love" and thus fight for that, instead. That is the end of any true beauty. I wonder, is this the true root of the rape epidemic? Envy of another's perceived beauty, joy and or innocence and, by default, have pain replace love? To consume the other rather than support, befriend and protect the other? This is a fractured, fallen world. This is not the end, nor ideal. Sorry to burst an ego bubble or two, but In light of the world's fruit, Women are not goddesses, just as men are not gods. We create the body but not the souls of the future . Both men and women are complimentary vessels that have the power to breathe life or death into each other and every soul with a temporary use of the body. I'm so tired of seeing the conversation of death winning over life and too many accept it as the only language left in the world so they pass the hot potato of pain to the next person. This is not the highest nature of ourselves or a reflection of God. It just takes time and humility to accept the fruit of a destructive nature, change course and learn the language that preserves life. Look into another's eyes- you can see the difference it makes. This painting is for all the ladies ( and men ) I have had the honor of being a confidant in the struggles to stay gold no matter the punches in this often confusing and contradictory dimension. Furthermore, This painting is for all the women and men around the world who are used and abused as vessels for others to express rage, hate, lust, and brutality instead of love. Love each other until you come across a person wanting to express death to your body and soul. when there is no conversation left to discuss, Then defend to the death. There lies the true fight for the feminine -A honorable fight- inclusive to everyone. The rest is derivative.

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Born Pittsburgh, PA Graduated from Penn State University, Barry has exhibited her work throughout the United States and Internationally, since. She has created pop up studios -- Suite 106 in Florida, West Eleven in Los Angeles, and, most recently SixTHreeFouR in Jacksonville, FL. to create interactive environments that include paintings, sculptures, music, movement and installations that tell stories to connect the myths of our inner worlds with the consistent symbolism held and expressed in the everyday words and movements of our seemingly disconnected modern outer world. In 2022, she began a collaboration with Clark Creamer, artist and husband, on Bold Cityscapes-- a 45 original painting series where Art Deco meets Futurism, meets 1980's Miami Vice. Her work is in private and corporate collections. Find their Bold Cityscapes online gift shop at

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