About me 

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.

Back then, I wasn’t trying to be an artist.
I was just following a feeling: curiosity, joy, wonder.

Now, I work with naturally dyed paper and traditional textiles; many handwoven by artisans in Mexico and Guatemala using techniques passed down through generations.

Some pieces begin with petals. Others with cloth.
All of them begin with a feeling.

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

It’s also a way of honoring tradition, of stitching together what I’ve inherited with what I imagine.







Old techniques, new questions. Memory and invention.
Each piece I make is a conversation
Between memory and imagination.
Between heritage and play.
Between the little girl who believed flowers could make color, and the woman who knows they always could.

This is art that grew from the soil, that listens to the past, and that still believes in magic.

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