This is our First Concert, not a big crowd, but Oh Boy! What a wonderful moment! Finally, after creating the songs, three years ago, and rehearsals with our drummer since February this year, trying to “give birth” to this dream… from now on, we “Rock the House, Baby!!!” Now we're growing, two more musicians have join us.Thanks to each of you who were dancing around, letting us see the light!
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
My Art Booth
What is this about? I’ve the great experience of sharing more than images, brush strokes on canvases… I’ve experienced the great moment of the power my canvases expelled to the people looking at them. Full of emotions... One woman came into my very “primitive” booth, and starting to tell me about her childhood memories, about what she could share with her grandmother… from my Forgotten series, The Light Bulb, reminded her about warm feelings she treasure in her heart all this time! Then another woman who told me that she’s been going through a divorce process, felt like “a deep breath’s coming out from my landscapes”.
I also enjoyed a little girl asking me about some of the techniques I used, and we embarqued on a long conversation about how we perceive shapes on clouds, floor tiles, and even her little brother spilled juice!
I just want to say Thank you… my canvases are sending good vibrations, and that’s a good job! That is part of my purpose on this planet! Thank you!
October 2nd. @ The Ridgefield Cultural Festival, CT
October 2nd. @ The Ridgefield Cultural Festival, CT
Friday, July 16, 2010
Slow down!!!!
Slowness… yes! As a way of being: intuitive, centered, receptive, careful, quality over quantity –as opposed to aggressive, stressed, impatient, careless, quantity over quality. Who can compete with a slow cooked food? Not that I’m hungry, but who has forgotten grandma’s soup? We gathered around the table, fully conscious of that moment. For a precious seconds we are totally aware, our senses are engaged, and we are present in our bodies. It’s an event to ritualize and relish, no matter how simple the meal. I do Slow Painting to soothe my soul. Choosing the right speed, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. That’s my freedom.Monday, May 24, 2010
The Art of Being Possitive...
Cuántas veces nos hemos sentido mejor cuando nos enfocamos en las cosas positivas que nos rodean_
Si uno se concentra conscientemente en lo que nos molesta, lo que nos duele, lo que está mal en nuestro cuerpo, seguramente lo encontraremos. Pequeños dolores, piel seca, granitos en la piel, etc. Small imperfections will feel like huge mistakes…
Igual nos sucede cuando creamos una obra, y empezamos a encontrar lo desperfecto de ella... Si embargo, si nos enfocamos sólo en lo positivo, en lo especial de la situación, la línea inconclusa, el color que caó por accidente, o en el caso de nuestro cuerpo, lo que está bien en él, nos estaremos alimentando de salud, de alegría y de evolución personal.
This will create a positive healing approach and will make you stronger while reinforcing a pro-active and healthy attitude towards yourself, (painting, craft, cook, body, etc.)
Our bodies are incredible machines and you should be treating yours like the temple that it is. Nuestros cinco sentidos puestos el milagro que somos nosotros, the big miracle of being creators and creations at the same time...
Tengamos una gran semana, an unvelibable week!
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Happiness!
There’s an Indian proverb that speculates about happiness and it goes like this:
Who is blind?
He who can see no other world.
Who is dumb? He who can say nothing pleasant about his lot.
Who is poor? He who is troubled with too many desires.
Who is rich?
He who is happy with his lot.
Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply… oh… how many times my grandma made me laugh just looking at our eyes! We could laugh for hours! At the point that we got expelled from the public bus we’re riding, and there we were, standing in the middle of a street, jus laughing, ha, ha, ha… we were free, we were free…
She taught me to “Eat the elephant one bite at a time… but if you could devour it … GO FOR IT!!!!” ha, ha, ha… Life had granted me a gift, and I enjoy giving it away, to share it and show people that reality is something to be experienced.
All the things that surround me, all the noises, all the pain, the laughter, and all “the all” have something to tell, my brush and my soul starts to connect, and a painting is born…
Who is blind?
He who can see no other world.
Who is dumb? He who can say nothing pleasant about his lot.
Who is poor? He who is troubled with too many desires.
Who is rich?
He who is happy with his lot.
Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply… oh… how many times my grandma made me laugh just looking at our eyes! We could laugh for hours! At the point that we got expelled from the public bus we’re riding, and there we were, standing in the middle of a street, jus laughing, ha, ha, ha… we were free, we were free…
She taught me to “Eat the elephant one bite at a time… but if you could devour it … GO FOR IT!!!!” ha, ha, ha… Life had granted me a gift, and I enjoy giving it away, to share it and show people that reality is something to be experienced.
All the things that surround me, all the noises, all the pain, the laughter, and all “the all” have something to tell, my brush and my soul starts to connect, and a painting is born…
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Worries...

How many times I’ve tried, and tried, and nothing came out from me? Sometimes I woke up in the morning, and despite of a gentle hot cup of coffee, I couldn’t sat down to work… There’s a roadblock that sometimes keeps me out of reaching my goals, my perfectly planned journal, full of beautiful colors, very busy calendars, and sketches all around me, start to vanish in front of me…
WORRY is the name of that hard road. I didn’t realize how many times this big foe was sitting next to me, zipping the same hot coffee, in my own table!
We sometimes, choose to be passive about creating our own reality. My coach always reminds me that we’re the creators of what is going to happen to us, and that is perfectly true, I read it in so many books, in different ways they sing to us the same song, once and again, “future doesn’t exist, you’re the only creator” but what do we do? We sit there waiting for that call, expecting someone who never comes, trying our best tricks to make that brush or camera, or any instrument with physical and motor abilities to start working for us!
I am learning to select my thoughts, to replace those thoughts of worry and fear with positive, happy images. NOW has to be my guest of honor, it’s going to be fine, it’s going to be fine. Zip your coffee and go to your studio, grab that brush and start building your new NOW…
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