Since I was 6 years old, I would draw cartoon characters and try to sell them at school for 25 cents each. In freshman year of high school, I tried selling my art again. Being an immigrant and an immigrant's daughter I felt the pressure of making sounds and certain choices and as years went by and I got older the idea of making a living out of my art started to feel like a childish fantasy, so I gave it up.

 

I was born in Brazil, moved to the US when I was eight, and moved back when I was eighteen. I studied civil engineering technology, which sounds more impressive than it was, and after graduation realized construction wasn’t for me. I probably should have figured that out sooner.

 

Then trying to figure out my life and what I wanted from it came a series of detours. I went on to work in sales at a jewelry store which I hated. Then I made the obvious choice (sarcasm) to work in cyber security sales. I really liked the job; I liked the challenge, the complexity, the technicality, and surprisingly the creativity that was needed. But then I was faced with burnout and depression.

When my mind and body couldn’t keep up anymore, I turned to God and back to painting something I had always loved but never had the courage to pursue. We usually associate health with what is tangible and physical, and it never crossed my mind that I would be in this position. Oh, how arrogantly we forget how extremely fragile humans are.

But because of my fragility and vulnerability I was able to find myself. I went back to my origins: the Creator Who has so kindly taken care of me all these years, even though I didn’t deserve it.

Now, I paint contemporary paintings that explore the human condition through the lens of Scripture. Working primarily in acrylic and oil, I develop conceptual collections that examine humanity's relationship with God, self, and others.

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