What songs hum your lost landscapes?

2023

How do the streets echo the steps of struggle and triumph

What rhythm pulses in the heartbeats of walls absorbed generations of laughter and tears

How does women's laughter, borne the fire and the rose, weave through the air of our cities and fields

Who, too, feels like a footnote in the chronicle of two worlds?

What ancient longings carry the scents of a thousand family dinners

What tales do the rivers whisper to the moon, tales drifting along their currents

What hue does the unvoiced thought take on in the palette of your inner world?

Which strand loosens in the weave of your dreams

Who moves in the penumbra of your fears?

Where were you conceived moments stitched by time?

What is the color of the pain etched in the bike gloves?

Who stires memories and farewells, whispering over bodega coffee?

This new series of paintings is a homage to daily rituals and the unseen architects of our quotidian conveniences. The essence of my work is etched in mundane hand movements— the invisibility of female toil. As a body retains the subtleties of experience, transforming them into a living archive, my art also seeks to capture the indelible imprint of memory stretched across the distance of history and collective trauma.

My spatial compositions and the handling of paint aspire to transcendence, to touch the abstract and the sublime. Yet, within the labyrinth of lines and colors are whispers of tension and narrative—quotidian poetry that speaks to the core of human condition. It is a pathway to healing, an acknowledgment that within the humblest acts lies a profound beauty and a potent force for connection and recovery.