In My Youth

There are things about my childhood that I wish I could definitively wipe from my memory. There were some absolutely awful things… terrifying things… things that hurt me more than I thought I could live through. But, fact is, there were good things too. Seemingly,

VULNERABILITY

You can ask me any question, and I could get so flustered, self-conscious, and choked up that I could hardly keep my composure. PTSD and Social Anxiety Disorder have held a firm grip on my throat for much of my life. But ask me about

Poems

When I was just a kid, I had a lot of struggles. One of them was around language. My grandparents spoke Spanish, and then when I lived in Ecuador, that became my only language. I came back to Chicago in the summer before second grade

The Goddess Within

Oh, Valentine’s Day…a day fraught with such emotion…a day of expectation, desire, hope, fear, loneliness

“Atlantic”, 60x48in, oil on canvas, 2017

The story behind “Atlantic” is one that you might not readily see. This is a happy shade of blue—a lovely, light colored figure in white—a picture of tranquility and peace. What I was feeling, however, was longing: a sense of wanting something I will never

“Bolin”, 30x30in, oil on canvas, 2018

"Bolin" is directly relating to fashion and the confidence and poise that the models seem to demonstrate in their poses. I always find inspiration in these depictions, but mostly because I tend to look into the eyes of the models (in the photos or on