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Sunday, November 28, 2010
Cocoon
The Cocoon was a series I did not begin until 2007, but was inspired two years prior. Having a breather in the once famous "Recta de Mansiones" in Ponce, P.R., Luisda, Andres and I were listening to Bjork, while drawing on some lamp posts. The song Cocoon came up and I distinctly remember how Andres went up to one of the posts and drew three balloons. I couldn't help it, so I instinctively drew a one eyed girl holding to the balloon. It seemed like that was missing. From thereon, the Cocoon would hold the balloon. As usual, with things, one remembers them once they're on the edge of being forgotten. One day after a few months, maybe a year, I paid it a visit. Scarce trails of a figure was what remained. I was surprised it had lasted this long! And yet I was saddened by the fact that it would soon have completely disappeared. It seemed to me as if the girl had lived alone in that lamp post, until the day I came back, a reminder that she had not been finished, or so it felt that way to me. Only then, did I realized that I wish I had kept her safe, drawn where she would never disappear, and finally, how much that day, and specially that moment, truly meant to me. After such a reasoning, I have made a series of Cocoons, always curiously letting me know and feel, that they still have a long way to go. Obviously, they are dedicated with love and appreciation to Luisda and Andres. I love you guys! Thank you for all the beautiful moments!
This is the first of all the Cocoons drawn in paper. It is the faithful adaptation of the original "lamp post" Cocoon. After this one, they evolved, and continue to.
Bags a La Cocoon. These are the Cocoons that acompany you. May you wish a custom one, message me for more details.
Organic illusions
Last year, I took an advanced drawing class, or what I thought would be, least to say, a "drawing" class in sense of the word. Of a couple dozen, only three of us lasted the irrelevant demands of our professor. Even though most of the pupils would find the class irrelevant and even boring, I thought it would be more fun and productive to give it a little twist, and needless to say I did learn a thing or two about visualizing differently (seeing as the professor was not very intuitive and would continuously change his mind about the requirements of the assignment). In this particular case, he told us to use our body as the brush (but that we "could NOT body paint!"), and to use two formats in the project. I went mad thinking of ideas! What could I do regarding my body, paint-less? Then, while sharing ideas with my boyfriend, he came around a clever point, which we happily went to work on. Using a small sheet, I poured some acrylic paint of each colour in sequence one right next to the other, and slid the sheet around my hands, gently mixing the colours, so they are patterns instead of solid mixed colours. The same job went into a cardboard. We used Canon SLR 20D with a macro lens, and shots were made of my hand camouflaged against the cardboard. The idea is to present a sort of organic figure, body-like in texture, but unable to be recognized as the actual hand that it is. Of course, some would say "doesn't it go against the whole 'no body paint' issue?" Well, I was skeptic about it at first, but then again the assignment did require to use our body as brushes. Even though the final result was not "in" the body, the idea of illusion was what was most intriguing about it. Finally, using my body as the brush, I created an abstract piece, that speaks of textures, vivid colours, and illusions.

Overlapping Fall
These are some interpretation of the textures and colours I find in everyday life. Like the fond photography fanatic that I am, everyday experiences are put into images, regarding feelings, thoughts, even surprising moments with people and objects. In these I reflect some of that energy and enthusiasm. Regardless, I am not alone in the midst of thoughts and creative openness, whether it be in formatted images, the so called "uncreative" idea of a camera, I still consider these to be subject of relatively new ideas and surprising shots in modern art. Yes! Art! To say that having a camera (specially analog) in my hands as to having a brush instead, is in some sense of the word, the same feeling of magic.
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