When my artistic practice is at its best I journal every day.

On the right is a quick pencil and pen drawing that I made after writing down many anxieties and fears. Reflecting on the subject of Uncertainty.

Below is the next version of the Uncertainty idea. I used acrylic paint, resin, and silver leaf on hand-made/hand-dyed paper.

I keep a record of my dreams and other artists’ work that impact me in all disciplines, from poetry or theatre or film to visual arts and anything in between. I use automatic writing, exquisite corpses, miscellaneous clippings and/or photos that I paste on the diary pages.

I make drawings, collages, and drawings of collages. To the left is a collage I made using a photo I took of a collectible figure.

The character on the left is a graphite and charcoal drawing on watercolour paper with a background made of acrylic paint (sky) and gouache (ground).

The egg, made of a piece of Japanese paper and contoured with water colour, is the one collage element in an overall collage-looking painting/drawing.

My interest in picking up fragments - broken and/or discarded antique figures in wood, porcelain, and other materials, and mixing them up with various found and/or hand made elements started in flea markets, bazaars, and the witches’ aisle of the Sonora Market in CDMX.

In 2005 a combination of a hurricane and poor storage conditions destroyed 5 Future Inhabitants. I was able to salvage the figures inside and keep them for many years until I proposed an artist in residence project to Hermes Gallery, where I spent time re-purposing and re-constructing these figures that I initially created by collaging various objects together, leading to an exhibition in 2016. It was full-circle moment.

Dactilopterus Lascertima 18 x 12 x 5 ½ cm. (left) that existed inside an altar piece, now lives freely attached to the wall by itself and the word Redux has now been added to its name.

Avis Terribilis Paradisi (right and below - now Eagle Woman) also came out of its box and now lives perched on a brass wire pedestal, sporting a new set of wings since the previous ones were eaten by mold.

For Eagle Woman I had to dig back to one of my earliest memories of growing up in México when I was taken to a traveling circus that featured outrageous characters. There was an eagle (probably a taxidermied turkey body) standing on a table, and she had a human head in full make-up, hair, and jewelry. I’ll never forget the talons in front of my face, or her perfume.

 - Eagle Woman! Why did you become the Eagle Woman???

 - For disobeying my parents.