I was quite literally HYPNOTIZED by COLORED LIGHTS in the SAO PAULO SUBWAY at ONE YEAR OLD.
As I sat in my stroller inclined at the perfect angle to enjoy the show, my mother had to snap me back out of the trance of the dancing overhead lights. I’m pretty sure I’ve been hypnotized by color and beauty a million times since.
I was RAISED with LOVE.
My gorgeous Brazilian Mother taught me how to live from my heart fully and with passion. My handsome Irish American Father taught me how to stay grounded, respect and revere our land, recycle, conserve and take care of our animals.
Still, I remember looking out into the world past the safety of my warm childhood home and seeing as much pain as I did beauty. Kind of heavy for a playful, brown eyed tom-boy, I know! But, social and spiritual consciousness have never been things I could easily overlook. And they still aren’t.
Art's my FIRST LANGUAGE. I use it to EXPRESS EMOTIONS I can't put to WORDS.
From childhood, I made art because capturing moments came much easier to me than acing math exams. Communicating with color was a breeze compared to giving a speech. I made art because I was encouraged by my peers. It wasn’t just my happy place or safe place -- it was my place of strength.
As an adult, I’ve been told by others that my art moves them as well.
Art has presented a yellow brick road that I follow without hesitation always…you wanna know why?
Because it’s honest and bold. Because it’s softly still and yet can vibrate violently. Because it has muscles to flex and mountains to move as it meditates. Because, it’s powerful. Much like you and me. And it’s why we’re here today.