Counterclockwise dashed orange circle on black background
Close-up of peach-colored peach
A peach-colored circle with a black background.
A smiling woman with wavy dark hair, wearing earrings and a thin-strap top, in front of a patterned curtain.
The word "ALECCO" in large blue letters with a stylized arch or curve on the left side.
A person with a guitar in their hand, standing amidst a grassy outdoor setting and trees.
A close-up of a peach-colored, rounded, and textured rock against a black background.
A large, solid, peach-colored semi-circle.
Close-up of a black background with bold, white text reading 'ABOUT ME' in all caps.
A woman with dark hair, wearing a red top, smiling widely with her eyes closed, against a textured cream-colored background.
A young girl wearing a checkered dress with a bow in her hair and her hands raised, standing against a background of black and white.

I make things because I don't know what else to do with what I feel. That is the most honest answer I have, not the one that sounds like an artist statement, but the one that is true every single time I sit down and let my hands do what they know.
Making is how I process. How I move through grief and disorientation and joy and the particular confusion of being human in a world that moves faster than most of us can feel our way through. Something happens inside me, and if I don't give it form it just stays there, heavy and shapeless, and the only way out I have ever found is through the work.

I used to sneak into my grandad’s shed, brushing my hands over tools and wood shavings like I was solving a mystery. I’d crush flowers in his garden, convinced I could turn them into color. I stole scissors, raided my mom’s crafting closet, and turned the living room into a studio; again and again. She kept hiding her materials. I kept finding them.. I was not trying to be an artist. I was just following the only thing that made complete sense to me, which was that the world responds when you put your hands into it and pay attention to what comes back.

I am based in Mexico City. I have shown work at the Rufino Tamayo Museum and the Franz Mayer Museum, participated in Design Week Mexico City multiple times, and completed a residency in Antigua Guatemala focused on natural dye and textile exploration. I studied industrial design and later moved into experiential design, which is where I began to understand that the most interesting problems are always about how something makes a person feel.

This work is my way of remembering how it felt to discover the world as a child: curious, playful, filled with wonder.

Text that reads 'ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE' in large, bold, peach-colored letters on a black background.

I work across an infinite matrix of materials and techniques, naturally dyed paper, handwoven textiles, biomaterials, pigments, thread, guided by sensory pleasure and by the questions that arise when you sit quietly with your hands.

Questions about identity, feelings, what we inherit without choosing to, about the face we put on in the morning. My practice is grounded in the psychological traditions that have shaped how I understand being human, Jung, Hellinger, Jodorowsky, Freud, and in an ongoing conversation with my own Mexicanidad that I am still finding words for on my own terms.

The work tends to look like a celebration. Color, texture, shape, the particular abundance of things made slowly by hand.

Close-up of large text that reads 'EXHIBITIONS' with a letter V stylized to resemble an hourglass shape.
Large, stylized letters spelling 'FAQ' in light blue on a black background.
A three-dimensional abstract sculpture resembling a ruffled fabric with a textured, woven appearance in shades of red, gray, and yellow.