I never studied art. My introduction to it was as a little girl. I remember going to my Buela's house and painting with nail polish on any & everything: paper bag murals, stones from the park, wooden pieces, you name it. From simple items around the house, Buela could make a masterpiece with the most intricate stories. This taught me that you don't need a lot of money to make art and that nature is the most beautiful inspiration.
After college I moved to Thailand to teach English for 6 months, and I ended up staying 2 years. I went through so many journeys during my time abroad. Through experiencing loneliness in such a crowded and foreign space for the first time, I realized that I have the power at any moment to change a situation I am not happy in. I quit the program and moved further up north for a fresh start.
It was there that I found a love that inspired me to try numerous creative ventures such as spoken word, modeling, yoga, writing. I began to find release through painting rocks as a form of meditation. And when that relationship ended it was with art that I found a safe space in my heart for healing and letting go. Through art, I learned the power in detachment and reestablished my relationship with self. Art is my therapy, and through it I find peace of mind and tranquility.
When I moved back to the US, art became a means of freely expressing myself through my hands. I found canvas as a vehicle of release during the rebirth of my soul. Art is not only my peace of mind but it is my reminder of breath, forgiveness, and love. Painting allows my spirit to dance limitlessly through the self expression of my hands.
We are all lifelong students and art has taught me lessons about self, which provide clarity and understanding to my soul's innate connection to source. Artistic expression has allowed me to transfigure my soul's journey into visual stories.
