skins25″ x 30″, Digital Art Collage, 2015

Price :$200.00

Only in modern minds is there angels on horses. Protectors defending beauty, Villains stealing women for the skins God gave Them. The olive tents now must be hidden, Yet a feminine voice will stand and fight. Gone are the angels on horses. Disappearing skins give birth to a new battle cry. no horses to ride, only beautiful feet to dance and walk like a deer. Naked as the earth herself, she keeps walking wounded. and keep walking she will, till the day those tents are raised once again. She wears the struggle like armor, and feels the pain of her mother. All she has now, are the painted warriors in her eyes. – Riel Benn



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