My love of order, harmony, reading, art, and learning as well as the importance of respect and compassion towards others are etched into my DNA—thanks to the way my mother and father raised me and my siblings.
Born premature with fragile lungs, I always felt more secure in small quiet spaces, where I could read, listen, and observe what was going on around me. My family called me “la calladita” (the quiet one). I loved listening to my parents speak Spanish, the Romance language that became my first language. I miss those gorgeous voices even now.
The course of my life has not been without challenges, including overcoming alcoholism to self-acceptance as a member of the LGBTQ+ community, which are now victories thanks to the help and support of many magnificent humans guiding me along the way.
For me, creating art is very much a part of self-discovery or self-clarification. And it does not come effortlessly. My studio is the perennial corner of my life where I go to clear my mind, heal my wounds, and where I get to put beautiful truths down on canvas or paper. Sometimes Mozart’s music visits me there but mostly I am surrounded by silence and order.
I have discovered elegance in simplicity and fully embrace minimalism as a marker for my wellbeing. Also, I know I am here to serve a higher calling. What comes from creativity is a response to inspiration as well as the product of toil and sweat and valiant perseverance.
Out of the chaotic world, I find clarity, out of the darkness in my heart, I welcome light. An artist must do what an artist must do.
Codified Color & Space
Acrylic on canvas