Emotions are mostly expressed by the direct contact of the human
eye. The ability to see was my primary ambition at the beginning of my
artistic career. Another very interesting form of expression to me was to
try to metamorphose the mystical images of dreams into inspiration for my
work.
In recent years I have become intrigued by the mysteries of other people
lives. By consequence, I have developed an interest in reading biographies
that often do not include photographs. By reading such books one has the
opportunity to imagine the visual history without someone else's
interpretations. This interest took shape in my last solo exhibit entitled Mujeres de Cuatro Siglos (Women of Four Centuries) and was my artistic
biography of women of the last four centuries.
Los milagros rojos de Antonieta
I have always admired the connection and passion expressed in the brief
life of Antonieta Rivas Mercado (1900-1931),
celebrated writer, editor, and dynamic patron and founder of both the
theatre Ulises and Mexico's Symphony Orchestra. She
was destined to assume a place in history. Born to a family of influence,
her father was the architect responsible for Mexico City's
iconic "Angel de Independencia." Her
life was tinted by personal tragedies; overwhelmed by a failed arranged
marriage and an unrequited love for a fellow artist, Antonieta
finally lost the only control she had over her life. In 1931, she finally
silenced her aching heart in the sacred sanctuary of Notre Dame.
Blue
Chances
In the celestial expanse where hearts are exchanged and souls united, the
senses are heightened to a profound and surreal degree. It is a moment in
time when curious cupids hover and destiny is left to chance. This painting
is a self-portrait of the moment when I offered, or rather when my heart
offered itself, to my future husband. When my soul recognized, out of many
others of similar stature and form, its one true mate.
Ma-chez-mo
Machismo is a powerful and oppressive reality for many women throughout the
world. It is an unwritten code of manhood, which implicitly defines and
constrains a woman's role in society. I came to know the limiting effects
of machismo in my family home as a little girl and into my adolescence. While
I felt the direct impact of machismo, it was never more potently manifested
than during the lives of my mother and grandmother. It was during the lives
of these beloved women that a preponderance of male aggression was seen as
a symbol of virility. My painting is a tribute to them, and to the
countless other women who still suffer this disturbing reality throughout
our modern world.
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