Artist′s notes.
I abstract myself from the world when I paint and try to find what I really am. I invent a new reality. I get away from logics and reason in order to create a new order.
Through art I re-invent myself. Almost always, in that process, I find the original seed that confirms my identity and I recognize myself.
Painting is like telling a story.
The characters in the stories that I tell during this time of my life are mostly vegetables, and they are linked to another form of creation that is the culinary arts. This is why they are so intimately related: I paint what I cook. For this reason, there is nothing that stimulates my imagination and fantasy more than a market.
Since I was a small girl, when I accompanied my mother to La Merced (a popular market in Mexico), I was seduced by the colors and smells and the hustle and the bustle of the marketplace. I still get so excited by it, it wakes up my senses in a way that I wonder what I rather do with the products I discover: should I paint them or should I cook them? The conflict is resolved when the models (fruits and vegetables) end up being culinary creations: first I paint them, and then I cook them.
The smell of dried chilies is perhaps what brings me right back to my youth and reaffirm my identity. The chili smells of life.
The fragrance of fruits, spices and chilies in a marketplace, provoke the passion that makes me want to combine and transform then into delicious plates and canvases. Cooking and painting require total commitment and when shared with others, the pleasure multiplies.