This gallery reflects my experimentation with plain facts, while describing the seen and unseen world as it intertwines and affects my spiritual journey. My desire to create has guided me through a magical exploration of color. As I have completed more pieces, my intimidation from using color has dissolved. I have found that color helps me express the joyous energy in my soul. My goal is to share with you what I find pleasurable about life. My window to life reflects a kaleidoscope of experiences and an ever changing but humorous worldview. As the subject of each piece speaks to me in a different manner, my style evolves as I bring to life the images I have in discovered in the back of my very fertile mind.
This is a gallery dedicated to my attachment to fantasy, naivety and simplicity. It reflects my years working with children doing art in my basement studio. It takes no captive audience, it only mirrors my sense of what is fun and innocent about life in general.
This is a series of paintings and drawings describing specific subject matter pertaining to the serious business of being woman. It is my belief that most women like things feminine and gentle. We like the world to feel the beauty around us in a very sensitive and sensuous manner. We don't appreciate uninvited male intruders.
This gallery contains portraits pertinent to my ever evolving whodunit, Mystery at Dubonnet Manor. Dubonnet Manor is located on the cliffs of the Isle of Dubonnet, which is tucked safely somewhere inside the Bermuda Triangle. It is a fickle island nation where for centuries patience has allowed life's noblemen and bums to come jostling, two by two.
Compared to the staggering empires of Paraguay and Uruguay, Dubonnet is a mere Lichenstein. Traveling to Dubonnet Manor takes you up a gentle winding road, through lingering early morning vapors, past simple stone cottages with embroidered flowers gracing window boxes and walkways. Ice cold streams trickle down rocks by the side of the road, performing a hypnotic dance to hold our gaze. Once inside the gates, devious villains and life's most humble gentility come to life. An art theft occurs, followed by an improbable murder. This mystery will someday be solved and the perpetrator of the crime will be unveiled. But first, I want to paint all of the characters.
Inside this gallery you will meet my growing list of suspicious characters, as I describe on canvas what I already know. Clues and alibis will direct the astute sleuth to the resident's most outrageous criminal. It is a game of prolonged engagement. I have over sixty characters in my cast of dubious characters and the list keeps growing? it takes the entire village to find the idiot thief.
This gallery reflects the Latino connection I have gained through my 30 years of marriage. My husband, David Morado, is Mexican American and our union has brought me closer to his cultural roots. When doing Latino art, I think about embracing sentimental signs of life, as they explode from my pallet of warm colors.
My mother was also an artist, although the limitations of her life's story determined the amount of art she produced. My mother died in 1995, but her work lives on with dignity. Giclees of her paintings are available upon request. Some critics tell me they can see her work reflected in mine, but I'll leave that conclusion up to you. I welcome all of your opinions on this; please use my blog to comment.
All of the dresses are about six to eight inches tall on black gessoed canvas 8 X 10 inch boards. I sometimes use rhinestones and beads to decorate my dresses. Mostly they are made by hand with toothpicks, glue and my favorite brand of toilet paper. Sometimes I even sew on my machine to get an effect that I am after, drawing from my experience in making garments for my children when they were little.