Generations spoon it thick, Grandma’s jam, Mama’s fix, Sticky curse in crystal jars, Sugar chains from pa to kid. One more taste, the cycle spins; Sweet lies coat the family sin. Break the seal. Choose sharper fruit. Let this be the final jar, Freedom tastes better, Unpreserved. I’ve created this artwork in AI as medium employing a mix of fine art and modern day Rococo.