Paintings
In 2020 I decided to start with guaches and watercolors.
With the boredom of lockdowns, the need for a distraction and the nostalgia of the feeling painting gave me, I just wanted to have fun while painting.
In 2020 the creation of the Zelu collective gave me the perfect excuse to go back to my favorite media, oils, using the enthusiasm of creating something to exhibit next to some friends that I admire, I got into the right mindset to start it over and discover that it was something that was missing from me that I didn’t want to let go of.
Explore moreFor those who were always welcomed as a foreigner, and after years of feeling like they don’t belong in the society they were inserted into, the mental assimilation of the ostracization justified by their identity, starts being accepted.
One of the essential necessities for a healthy life, in my opinion, is the existence of a support group. A place, in this case a group of people, a community, where there is no need to constantly justify the being, to have to debate their existence, a place without prejudice, expectations, a place of love, support, acceptance.
A place that becomes our fortress, our refuge, and in my case, a garden.This is my love letter to the people in my House of Flowers, because love is infinite and exists to be shared, this is an open letter, I hope you feel loved
Memories change with time, details become what we want them to be. I painted my memories, or what I think my memories are.
There are some truths to them, as well as they are made up, a set up. This is my attempt to make memories out of my memory of my memories, to make them engraved into a palpable image that is undeniable. This is a collection of what I want to hold are my reality, my nowhere.