2014 - 2015

The Transition Years

My journey from Honduras to the US: my first snow, my first American art exhibit, my first experience at an art museum, and several other firsts

From San Pedro Sula with love. During my last few months before moving to the US, I spent a lot of time capturing the bright boldness of my hometown.

From San Pedro Sula with love. During my last few months before moving to the US, I spent a lot of time capturing the bright boldness of my hometown.

"Scarlet" was one the last pieces I made before leaving my hometown in Honduras. At the time I was using a lot of hard lines and cubist inspirations to capture the colorful life around me. It is one of my most priced possessions I was able to bring w

"Scarlet" was one the last pieces I made before leaving my hometown in Honduras. At the time I was using a lot of hard lines and cubist inspirations to capture the colorful life around me. It is one of my most priced possessions I was able to bring with me, also featured at University of Memphis "What I Kept" exhibit in Spring 2015

"the Garden" - (May - June 2014) Mixed mediums on canvas 24 x 30 in One of the most pieces in my art journey, this was the first painting I created after moving to the US from Honduras. Inspired by my new surroundings, I wanted to capture the flowers

"the Garden" - (May - June 2014) Mixed mediums on canvas 24 x 30 in One of the most pieces in my art journey, this was the first painting I created after moving to the US from Honduras. Inspired by my new surroundings, I wanted to capture the flowers and the bright Memphis summer. At the time I was excited with the idea of a new beginning and opportunity to reinvent myself. Finally become the woman I knew I could be.

Garden No. 2

Garden No. 2

Untitled 1/6 - the trapped - was the first of a series of six pieces meant to capture my personal struggle with depression and feelings of inadequacy during my first months in the US

Untitled 1/6 - the trapped - was the first of a series of six pieces meant to capture my personal struggle with depression and feelings of inadequacy during my first months in the US

Untitled 3/6 - The awakening

Untitled 3/6 - The awakening

Untitled 2/6 - igniting the fire

Untitled 2/6 - igniting the fire

Untitled 4/6 - the Goddess

Untitled 4/6 - the Goddess

Untitled 5/6 - the hope

Untitled 5/6 - the hope

Untitled 6/6 - the new seed

Untitled 6/6 - the new seed

December 2014 - My first winter. It was the first time I experienced the winter cold and saw snow in person. The monochromatic use of blue captures the internal sadness I endured at the time.

December 2014 - My first winter. It was the first time I experienced the winter cold and saw snow in person. The monochromatic use of blue captures the internal sadness I endured at the time.

I spent the brief period of Fall/Winter 2014 studying Mark Rothko not having seen his work in person yet, I went through hundreds of images with hopes of understanding the feelings triggered

I spent the brief period of Fall/Winter 2014 studying Mark Rothko not having seen his work in person yet, I went through hundreds of images with hopes of understanding the feelings triggered

During this period, I used a substantial amount of blues at a loss of ways to release the sadness in me

During this period, I used a substantial amount of blues at a loss of ways to release the sadness in me

Sunflower (Summer 2015) was one of several pieces featured on my last art exhibit at Crosstown Arts Gallery in Memphis. I wanted to focus on texture more than color with the introduction of glass beads and extra glossy mediums.

Sunflower (Summer 2015) was one of several pieces featured on my last art exhibit at Crosstown Arts Gallery in Memphis. I wanted to focus on texture more than color with the introduction of glass beads and extra glossy mediums.

Last Winter (November - December 2015) marked the end of an era. This was the last canvas I painted in 2015 and would become the last of me before I picked the brush back up on Summer 2019. Creatively speaking I was depleted at the time, overwhelmed

Last Winter (November - December 2015) marked the end of an era. This was the last canvas I painted in 2015 and would become the last of me before I picked the brush back up on Summer 2019. Creatively speaking I was depleted at the time, overwhelmed by seasonal depression and my new day job. I felt as if I didn't have anything else to offer with my art.