"Connected" (2026)
Acrylic on canvas

This work captures the feeling of a woman after the transformation of becoming a mother, and the intense process of birth. The artist's intention was to display the loopy yet powerful feeling of instinct and euphoria she felt when birthing her son. To show that we as women and mothers are truly connected to all the beings around us, the animals an bugs and fruit, symbolizing womanhood and fertility in different ways.

"La viejita" (2025)
Acrylic on canvas

This painting captures a playful expression the artist’s son makes; affectionately called “La Viejita,” or “The Old Lady,” a face taught to him by his grandmother. What began as a lighthearted moment of mischief became a study in skin tone, color theory, and facial structure. The artist embraced a playful, intuitive process throughout, even including his scribbles on top. The background originated from her working palette and was later incorporated into her pop-up show installation (It's going on the fridge!", linking the portrait to her broader material practice.
ON DISPLAY AT HUDSON VALLEY MOCA FROM FEBRUARY 9 - MAY 10 2026

Outfit of the day, 2023
Acrylic on canvas

This painting brings together a collection of objects belonging to the artist and her son; his dinosaur toy, milk bottle, and tiny shoes resting against her floral dress and blue sneakers. Created during pregnancy, the work playfully imagines the future rhythms of getting ready with her child, transforming a simple daily ritual into a tender narrative. Rather than depicting a traditional self-portrait or favorite outfit, the artist uses this arrangement to explore motherhood, anticipation, and identity through a more imaginative and dynamic composition.

For you, 2025
Yarn (crotchet and sewed), Dyed (using pomegranate, apple juices and seasonings) mixed fabrics (silk, bed sheets and lace) Button lights, and a speaker. Audio sounds of pregnancy and artist's son play on loop. Dimensions variable.

For You examines the body as both vessel and sacrifice, emulating a threshold where creation and destruction coexist. I approach making as a mirror to childbirth itself: an act of creation that demands rupture, endurance, and surrender. The work holds that tension between divinity and destruction. Crocheting and weaving with yarn, fabric, and thread, I build sculptural forms that echo the body's inner landscapes. These materials, rooted in domestic and "feminine" labor, are reclaimed as each knot becomes a contraction, each repeated loop a breath through pain. The physical labor behind the textiles is inseparable from their meaning. The installation immerses the viewer inside an abstracted, body-like architecture made of suspended cords, descending yarns, and textured walls. Light, shadow, and sound activate the space, and stepping inside a room is like entering the maternal body itself; intimate, fragile, and
ed with emotional memory.

Bugs for Lunch (2026)
Quilte fabric using levi's clothes

Poem:
Your favorite book;
It's silly, really, because bugs are gross.They eat each other.
Others eat them. The cycle goes on.In other cultures, people eat bugs.
I guess it's alright, maybe bugs aren't that bad.My belly is big, but not full;
it was once full of growing you. My jeans don't fit anymore. Maybe I should have bugs for lunch?You grow so fast.
You were a little bug.Toddlerhood is chaos; it's not pretty. You love mac & cheese and scraps. You might as well have bugs for lunch.You leave crumbs on the floor: the bugs eat your lunch.I love you in all your phases.
We grow together,
like a butterfly in a cacoon.But once I die,
and you are still flapping your wings,
the bugs will have me for lunch.And that's just fine.