I began sculpting stories in summer
2004 at a month-long
retreat for community activists.
I thought if I could learn my own story I would know how to move
forward in the next stage of my life and work. A series of paper
maché caravans made from shoe boxes began at that Montana retreat.
From there I turned my attention to family heirlooms that I had been
carrying with me for years. Since heirlooms always hold stories, I
thought I would dedicate each heirloom to an individual family
member. I continue to work with paper, wood, paint, poems and found
objects, transforming the mundane into the sacred through sculpture,
story and play.
I have taken just a few art classes: a painting class from
Leigh Hyams and a cartonería
class from Rubén Guzmán.
For the most
part, I've learned to make art through observation and
experimentation. I know I am on the right track when I laugh out