I am a first-generation Costa Rican-American Artist, born in Houston, TX, living in Dallas, TX. My parents, my family, my heritage have highly influenced who I have become as a person and as an artist. Without their love and support I would be nothing. I share my weird and eccentric life with my wonderful husband, J, whom I adore with all my heart and our fur-baby, a Lhasa-Poo named Remy. They are my life.
I have been painting and drawing since I could pick up a crayon at the age of 3. Because I was able to draw and paint much more realistically than my peers my parents encouraged and supported my talents by placing me in private art classes. I eventually made it to AP ART my senior year of high school. I attended to Baylor University with an art scholarship.
At Baylor University, I initially was double majoring in Studio Art and Biology, two very demanding majors. My freshman year was about the time my endometriosis pain started to exasperate. Whereas I used to have to take 1-2 days a month to recuperate, I was now up to almost an entire week of excruciating pain. On top of the physical pain, academically I was finding university art classes a bit limiting and constraining creatively. I ended up completely turning away from art all together concentrating on my science degree.
After graduating in 2005, I entered the corporate world and for 6 years I was relatively successful but in the back of my mind I knew something was not quite right. My work was not satisfying me creatively plus I was continually, month after month, feeling the intense progressively worsening pain of my Endometriosis. This pain would render me useless, unable to do anything more than sit in a fetal position with a heating bad, popping Advil like candy. My career was thriving but my heart and my health were suffering.
My husband was the one who pushed me to look further into my health issues after witnessing firsthand how incapacitated I would become every month. A few months into our marriage I was finally diagnosed with Stage IV Endometriosis. This only after seeing at least 10 different medical specialists over a span of 8 years and all of them telling me it wasn’t endometriosis. My diagnosis led to many major, extensive surgeries (one of those surgeries being an 8-hour laparotomy which included excision of deep endometriotic lesions and extensive adhesions from every surface of my pelvic cavity, plus two bowel resections). After that major surgery I was forced to retire early from the corporate world, both my husband and I agreeing I should concentrate on my health.
While painfully and agonizingly convalescing for a year, I was able to do some profound soul searching, ultimately leading me to pick up a paintbrush again after almost 8 years. Initially my art was for therapeutic and healing purposes, later evolving on its’ own into an unexpected career. Since 2011, I have been pursuing art as a full time career and I am loving it. I owe so much gratitude and appreciation to my husband who is allowing me to do what I do.
Presently, my husband and I are on a difficult but hopeful journey in trying to conceive after heart achingly enduring many miscarriages. Since my endometriosis was diagnosed in 2010, meaning it went undiagnosed for over 13 years, the destruction from this benign cancer-like disease wreaked havoc on my reproductive organs. The delay in diagnosis is directly contributing to my recurrent miscarriages.
My purpose in life is simple: to create…. but beyond merely creating visual art, I know my ultimate creation will be when I create life.
Along with my fine art career, I am a freelance graphic designer, illustrator, photographer and I am a part-time, private drawing and painting instructor.
I am a Child Sexual Abuse Survivor and Advocate. I am an Endometriosis Awareness Fighter and Advocate. I am a Lyme Disease Fighter and Advocate. I am a vegan. I practice ashtanga yoga. I am a part-time volunteer wildlife rehabilitator. I am voracious reader. I love the sun.